Spyglass Gardens

  (Meridian, Idaho)
A time to be Thankfull
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Garden Cleanup and Sore Muscles!

Its never an easy task -- cleaning up the garden. No matter how big or small theres is always debris, broken pots, hoses to mend and trees to trim. 

 Winter in Idaho can be hard on everything. Stacks of leaves smashed into every corner, branches torn off from the winds and "dirt".  Yup sounds funny but "dirt"...You know the kind sifted, powdery "dirt"-- it's everywhere!  Not only is it found on table tops, roof tops, bbq, windows, patio furniture,outdoor sinks, patios but it finds it way into your house!!!  

Hosing off the side of your home will prove this annual Idaho phenomenon. Doesnt matter that we have had loads of rain this spring it's still there.....As the garden and it's surroundings are picked up and organized-we clean, and scub and clean again until at last --- ahhh! Our silky dust is returned once again to the earth to rise again next year.

On our farm the robins follow us around watching for tasty treats that we about to uncover. Under those stacks of leaves await huge worms and other crawlies  warming under their leafy blanket. Starlings search the rafters of the barn for hornet nests full of larve snacking on them as they tear the comb from the wood. Sparrows are busy stealing nests from their neighbors and picking up twine & straw to rebuild their new condo.

It isnt just you cleaning up the garden. No matter how big or small the critter may be, we are all in it together!  


Tractor Papa is Plowing in Heaven

        There are farmers, want a be's, and then there are "farmers".  These folks that are "farmers" have jeans that if they could speak would tell you adventures beyond your wildest dreams.  These "farmers" were folks that were brought up growing for their survival, sustaining their very being. They grew up with a shovel in one hand, a straw hat and a knak for understanding mother nature. They had to, it was their life.

        The skin on the hands of the "farmer" is browned, tough, but yet soft to a childs face. The eyes of a farmer sees farther and deeper and yet has an understanding wink. The smile on the "farmers" face cannot be mistaken, for it speaks of truth, kindness and love.

        These "farmers" can read the land, understand soil without a microscope and love to eat a fresh dug raw potato.

         Our ol' red tractor is missing his friend this spring. His "farmer" has left our fields for greener pastures. Oh the tractor is still started each day and proudly plows the fields but there is someone missing when you see it pass by the house. Even though that ol' red tractor is just made of rusty iron it will always host the rememberance of "Tractor Papa" now driving his new tractor in Heaven.  Miss you Papa...



Too Wet to Farm!--Spring time is not slumber time on the farm!!

    This time of year can be either a time of slumber if you are a ground hog or for the farmer an important time of planning. The past years of harvest results have been documented and seeds were ordered for this years crops. Most of which have been received-organized-and filed for successional planting or propagating. Now comes the waiting game. 

    The ground is too wet or snow is still covering some areas. The soil is soft and mushie, but the farmer knows that the tiny micro-organisms are munching and creating a rich bio mass that will insure a great start to an intense harvest. Patiently he waits, if the ground is disturbed to early it can be packed down. The riches that have been created will be distroyed before they have had a chance to be asorbed by freshly planted seeds.  Clean up is even hard around the farm. Mulch that was placed to protect the berries or overwintered bulb crops still needs to be left alone.

    Still the farmer has work to do...grease wheels on the machinery, overhaul and change the oil on the tractor. Repair broken tines, replace discs and tires. Oh and he watching the weather. The weather just doesn't play a part in the day to day activities on the farm but it's future. Many farmers pay for a given amount of water base for their acerage and needs. This allotment is based on the previous years snowpack or moisture. So during the winter and early spring if the moisture level is lower than normal (like this winter!), he may have to adjust how he plants, what he plants and definately how he is going to get water to his fields.

    Many folks think the ol' farmer just takes the winter off...But you see that there is more that just getting your hands in the dirt!


It is Fall Once Again...

    Well the hot hot days of summer are behind us. Why do I know this?Because this morning the trees out back were swaying in the morning breeze and golden leaves, that were parched by the heat,  were falling to the ground like snowflakes-quiet and harmless.

   The smell of fall is in the air, hayfields are being cut possibliy for the last time, cow corn is being harvested, the mint fields are being mowed and the tomatoes are Red and Ripe!.  The smells of fall are all around us. Green peppers are coloring to Red, Zinnas are 5 feet tall and the Peach Trees are laden with fruits the size of softballs. Imagine the smell of peaches ripening in the hot sun, picking one and eating it just seconds later. O' Farm life is grand. Especially here on our farm.

   Our grand-dads taught us to care for the land and you shall reap the rewards. Not always profit mind you but, the reward of growing quality foods to sustaine the family.  Not only just to fill the pantry but to fulfil your tastebuds and your soul.

   Fall is a wonderful time to reflect on the bounty. To store away for winter, to enjoy the colors and to savor it's taste!

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