Curiouser

Awoke early in the dark, 6:20AM it’s pitch black still, but time for coffee anyhow. The dark sky had a peculiar cast and the white dog was damp with dew. As the sky lightened it was clear we were in a cloud, and it was cold (43-degrees) enough to remind us that winter is approaching.

Chilly Morning

By 12:30 the sun broke through and it was a balmy 64-degrees, and the blue skies were a reward for all the hazy smoke we had endured.

Meanwhile “out on the prairie” last week we discovered an interesting artifact that was uncovered by some burrowing creature – not the dog, an old and discarded nest of “miner bees” that live underground…the honeycombs are empty.

That handle sticking up is attached to a 12-inch screwdriver, and it’s resting on a ledge or else it would fall into the cavity. This region is known for its honey and beehives, but miner-bees are solitary and don’t follow the traditional bee lifestyle, much like many of the residents up here in the sticks.

First Cut: The Dog Lawn

So soon! Just two weeks since the last post and the grass is coming up long, thick, and green. I had created 16’x80’ worth of more work for myself, and it needs cutting before it turns into a jungle.

All is not perfect, there are thin spots, but the improvement is providential and manifest, and the dogs paws are tinted green from the wet cut grass.

UPDATE: With the extended state-wide fire warnings and ongoing fire disasters, this strip of watered-in grass is a second tier of fire protection for the homestead.

How Green is My Pasture

Only partly, where the seed is taking root, and amazingly it’s mostly grass and not a noxious variety of weeds – but there are some weeds. Given the makeup of the “Equine Fodder Blend” as a mix of various stuff, I’m not too surprised at some weeds, horses eat weeds too…

Doggie likes the new carpet.

It’s starting to look pretty good, even if a bit thin – like my hair used-to look! Thin.

How Green is My Pasture

Only partly, where the seed is taking root, and amazingly it’s mostly grass and not a noxious variety of weeds – but there are some weeds. Given the makeup of the “Equine Fodder Blend” as a mix of various stuff, I’m not too surprised at some weeds, horses eat weeds too…

Doggie likes the new carpet.

It’s starting to look pretty good, even if a bit thin – like my hair used-to look! Thin.

Never Forget

We will not forget the rat-bastardly deeds of terrorists nineteen years ago, may they burn in Hell for Eternity.

Meanwhile we are experiencing our own ash-cloud of disaster, based on decades and decades of piss-poor forest mis-management by the hippie eco-activists who have taken over the Forest Service – and it has nothing to do with “glow-ball warming.” From the rifle range this morning around 7:30AM, you can’t even see the other side of the canyon – and with the overhead ash floating all around the State, temperatures here have dropped ten degrees.

Green

In the midst of a dim, gray and brown haze from smoke, shoots of green are popping up after four days of watering – and the black truck has a fine dusting of white ash from the fires. Only going to 94-degrees today so cooler than yesterday, but we grilled corn and chicken early because it’s still too warm for outdoor-living comfortably. UPDATE: Got up to 101-degrees today, but not 110 like yesterday. I’m convinced the temperature and the watering has caused the very fast germination of seed.

Groundbreaking Equipment

We have been watering a roughly 16’x60-foot stretch of the dog’s penned-in area, to catch weeds that pop-up and to prepare it for more stuff than weeds. I scraped a section of goats-head thorn out, and in this heat a bunch of babies popped up so we plucked them too. I raked-back a bunch of tanbark to make a straight line.It’s an ongoing battle with the weeds, but I also got a sack of Equine Forage grass-seed at Tractor Supply and we are going to go to lawn with it, hoping its durable seed mix will prove weather resistant in this harsh climate. Meanwhile that raking in 90-degree heat got me thinking…and that got me shopping – which is difficult in this pandemic situationSo I went over to my local TrueValue/John Deere hardware store and talked to Don, who had some heavy junk on a junky wood-pallett out in back. A “integral hitch” and a box scraper someone ordered and didn’t pick up. Looked like it had been there a least a year and a half. It weighs like Harley Davidson parts, too. Heavy. But I got me a big X570 mower and it would fit.And it does. The teeth are reversible and removable, and I can also unbolt the sides and rear weight-bracket and just have a blade instead of a box scraper. The hitch assembly dropped right in and won’t affect my other attachments (the blower-bagger or the sprayer). Nice, and I got it at cost.It goes up and down with a lever-assist, and you can adjust it for angle.

And you can shift it left and right or adjust the depth of drag.

The ground off in the corner slopes away from the fence and I can probably build up that area, besides smoothing out all the lumps and holes and mole mounds…and have a lawn for the doggie.

77-Degrees at 5:56AM

It’s pleasantly warm this morning, and the sun isn’t even up yet. We’re in the midst of a minor heatwave and PG&E is doing rolling blackouts just for fun. Fortunately that’s what the propane-operated Generac is all about.

I’ve been watering a corner of the fenced-off field just to see what happens (besides drying-our rock hard) and discovered a patch of goat-head thorns, just about the nastiest stuff imaginable.

Tribulus terrestris is an annual plant in the caltrop family (Zygophyllaceae) widely distributed around the world.[2] It is adapted to grow in dry climate locations in which few other plants can survive.

So before it gets hot and while it’s still damp, we’ll be scraping that off into yard-waste sacks…

Minor Heatwave…

I skipped my “Blogversary” last week. It’s a bit hard to imagine just how long ago I started this thing – and at this point, just how *relaxed* it has become. Anyhow everyone stay well and try to avoid the asteroid/meteor…have a great summer and don’t let the bummers get you down. My RSO job is tomorrow morning, the doggie misses me when I leave, but it helps the older shooters to keep up a routine. If it gets real hot we’ll call a ceasefire and go home early.

Everybody stay alert and aware of your surroundings, things are weird. I have seen more drivers crossing over the double-yellow, including a few idiot-maniacs who couldn’t possibly pass all those cars and two trucks, going uphill in a freaking Hyundai…and when I came over the hill in the big Silverado doing 65 with noplace else to go, they had cram their little shitbox car back into line… So be safe, mask or not, people are nuts.