Monthly Archives: May 2020

While it has been pouring rain today and everyone in the valley has been on evacuation alert, Simon has worked in the garden (I am too much of a wuss apparently to work in the cold rain) and, back inside, … Continue reading →

Poor Abby – she’s had a rough time of it the past 24 hours. I picked up two big bags of grass clippings and leaves in New Denver the other day – well fermented and stinky. Heavy too, so I … Continue reading →

This is the busy time – and also the time when you begin to see some of the fruits of your labours. The swiss chard is ready to pick and the spinach and radishes – days away. Beans are beginning … Continue reading →

That, gentle reader, is bear poop – a great big wad of it. We passed by it on the short (15 minute) road section that leads from Lower Butter to Upper Butter). By the time the section ended, I estimated … Continue reading →

Ask and you shall receive. Yes, I wanted asparagus. But I didn’t want it as badly as I wanted sunflowers. I focussed on sunflowers. I searched local outlets for sunflower seeds. I found none. This morning I noticed a post … Continue reading →

I could probably title every post from here on “More gardening.” And I would have done even more if the weather had been a bit more cooperative. Today I filled the rest of the new keyhole bed with nasturtiums and … Continue reading →

I need a haircut. But I promise I won’t march to the legislature in Victoria, carrying an AR-15 to protest that I can’t have one. I’ll just tie up a few loose ends in an elastic band and wait until … Continue reading →

It was a beautiful day for Abby and I to head up the Davis Creek trail and over to the big cedars. Well! Exactly one year ago today, I organized the same hike for the KMC club. We had a … Continue reading →

It has been a very full day in the garden. From the time I got up until now – with a break for lunch and a short nap. Simon worked on the flagstones; I planted out more stuff including the … Continue reading →

While I waxed eloquent and soppingly sentimental over my love for my birthday man yesterday, the reality of the evening was far less gooey. Well, actually, it was pretty darn gooey if you count the trifle. Alisa and I made … Continue reading →