Weather | 7/13, sunny, 63°, 87° | 7/14, sunny, 68°, 88°
| 7/15, sunny, 68°, 89° | 7/16, sunny, 69°, 90° | 7/17, sunny, 69°, 89° | 7/18, sunny to 0.17" rain, 73°, 91°
| 7/19, cloudy, 71°, 87° |
- Monday, 7/13: Cooper With Us For Six Months
- Mary picked two more quarts of blackberries. We have a grand total 21.5 quarts in the freezer, including last year's berries, so Mary has gathered 16.5 quarts of this year's blackberries. She's hoping to be done picking blackberries by the end of tomorrow.
- Mary saw a red-tailed hawk fly overhead. They are rare to see on our property these days since our land is not as open as it was when cattle grazed on it.
- Mary saw a wheel bug that was 1.5" long...YIPES!!!
- I did fence work involving pulling up deer-trampled chicken wire fencing and staking down the bottom of that fencing. I made it down 2.5 sides of the far garden. I have 1.5 sides yet to go. There are several tick and chigger bites on my right hand in which I removed a glove to feel for chicken wire fencing that wasn't touching the ground.
- We have upper atmosphere smoke in our air as of today. It's probably from wildfires in other states, such as Minnesota due to our north breeze.
- We have had Cooper for six months. Below is a video of our silly puppy. He's a happy soul (see video, below).
We've had our Cooper around for six months.
- Tuesday, 7/14: Blackberry Picking is Over for Mary
- Mary performed her last blackberry picking of the year. She got 2.75 quarts with today's collections. It makes for a grand total of 23.75 quarts in the freezer, including last year's berries. She looked it up in her records and she picked blackberries since June 22nd, missing only six days in the beginning when they were slowly ripening. It's been a long haul. I now pick for a winemaking supply.
- Purple prairie clover is now blooming in the north field.
- Mary was almost hit by two great crested flycatchers that were chasing each other through the northeast berry patch.
- She also saw a cat bird stealing berries out of that patch.
- I finished tapping in stakes and pulling up the chicken wire of the far garden's bunny fence. One section trounced by deer and then hopped over by rabbits had a rip in the chicken wire that I mended. The stakes all came from persimmon saplings in the area between the south and north sections of that garden. I noticed as I cut them down that animals are bedding down under the protection of these saplings.
- A new hatch of fireflies hover over tall grass at twilight. I recently walked Cooper down the lane and was amazed at all of the blinking lightning bug flashes over the surrounding fields.
- We took out the chick's red heat lamp light. It's too hot for that nonsense and they're big enough to tough out nighttime darkness.
- We celebrated Mary's last blackberry-picking chore by enjoying a 2025 spiced apple wine. I drew two clouds on the label of this bottle to indicate that it was very cloudy. We've discovered that cloudiness in apple wine equals enhanced flavor, so I don't mess with filtering out the particulates. It was tasty, as usual.
- Wednesday, 7/15: Tomatoes Are Transplanted
- Mary cleaned tall grass out of the top of the compost bin that we're pulling compost from this year. Earlier rains gave grass seeds on the top of that bin incentive to grow big and tall.
- Mary transplanted 27 tomato plants into the far garden. Actually, there are more, because she puts two seeds in every Styrofoam cup, often resulting in two plants per cup. She also transplanted four tomatillo plants. All transplants received a big hunk of compost, some wood ash, and bone meal. Mary watered both gardens.
- I strung baling twine around the top of all fence posts surrounding the far garden. We think the orange string resembles electrified cord some farmers use and keep some deer who have experienced an electric shock from that product from venturing over our fence. It doesn't work all of the time.
- I hooked up the electric fence from the near garden to the far garden and tested it's potency after I untangled two spots where rabbits jumped through and wrapped wires around one another. It's now up and running.
- I picked a third of a quart of blackberries. I'm a rookie at picking berries this summer. Patches are so different compared to previous years that I don't know where to go. After returning and listening to Mary describe all of the locations where she picked berries, I realized I missed several spots. Another factor is that vegetation grew so much that winter paths are invisible, making it harder to determine where to go. Plus, I was wearing glasses so I could see fruit quality close up. I felt like a blind man marching across the north field.
- When I entered the top of Bramble Hill, three turkeys flew off. One was smaller than the other two. I heard them while picking berries between the ponds.
- Mary found a dead chick this evening. They're not eating their food. These white chickens are the dumbest lot we've ever raised. We don't determine breed types when we order the Frypan Special from Cackle Hatchery. This year all but two are white stupid chickens!
- Thursday, 7/16: Thorough Watering & Berry Picking
- Mary gave me a morning tour through the north berry patches. I definitely missed a couple of them. She has a nice system down to get through all of the berry bushes.
- As we were taking a shortcut through the woods just north of the machine shed, a covey of quail burst out just in front of Mary. They never fly off as a group, but burst out one at a time. It's best to stop moving until all of them are finished flying off.
- Mary thoroughly watered all garden plants. The tomato plants that were transplanted yesterday were suffering with shock from today's heat, with some new growth shriveling in the intense sun.
- I picked a quart of blackberries in the north field. It took me two hours meandering through all of the thorny plants at 90° temperatures, which is about double the time it takes Mary to do the same job. She grew concerned about how long it was taking me, so as I ended, there she was, looking at me. In her words, "I decided to go out and collect your carcass. I figured I'd have to scoop up a puddle on the ground." I'm labeling the blackberries I pick as "wine berries" on the freezer bags.
- While I picked berries, a doe deer ran by just south of me. I also saw a low-flying red-shouldered hawk.
- I spotted two young turkeys on the lane while taking Cooper on his late afternoon walk. They were the size of crows, smaller than adult turkeys. At first I couldn't identify them. When turkeys fly, their wing tips touch with a smacking noise. I heard that sound and then realized they were turkeys.
- Friday, 7/17: Chicks Let Outside
- Mary pulled a bunch of tall grass and weeds from the third row of the far garden. She planted two hills of zucchinis and six hills of acorn squash.
- Mary watered the near garden once and the far garden twice. We're now in a dry cycle.
- I mowed the chicken yard.
- Two of the old wooden posts at the north end of the far garden rotted at their bases and fell over. I installed two metal posts in their place and wired the four-foot high chicken wire fence to them.
- I opened the door from the coop to the north chicken yard for the chicks. These guys are always in a major fright. As I was unscrewing the inside board off that door, they were all in the corner behind the metal garbage can that holds chicken feed, jumping on each other in a major panic. Even so, by the time Mary put the chickens to bed in the late afternoon, about six chicks were outside. Some years, no chicks venture outside on the first day.
- I picked one quart of blackberries from the northeast and west berry patches. It sure is a hot job. After returning from each trip, my clothes are soaking wet from perspiration.
- The solar generator arrived today via FedEx three weeks after we ordered it.
- Mary picked a big bunch of strawberries. She's been doing this for most of this week. There's nothing better than homegrown strawberries.
- Saturday, 7/18: Hiding Inside From Heat
- It was too blasted hot outside at 91°, so we stayed in air conditioning for a good part of today.
- Mary happily worked on a cross stitch project.
- I worked at understanding the ins and outs of our new solar generator by getting manuals online, reading them, and charging it via a house plug in. I tested it by plugging a big fan into it and then powered the refrigerator with it. The generator works nicely. I'll test charging it with solar panels on a day when it's not so hot outside.
- When I checked chicks around noon, I discovered a white chick had escaped into the hen side of the chicken yard. It was an Olympic sprinter, so I got Mary to help round it up. Mary crawled into a tight triangular area on the hen side where two fences come together. Cedar and mulberry branches made it a tight cubby hole, making it tough for any human to get in or out of there, even though Mary did it. We eventually urged the chick up the ramp into the hen side of the chicken coop, then through the human door that separates that side from the chick side. I used the small Stihl pruning saw to cut several branches and threw them over the north chicken yard fence. It's now easier for venture into that spot.
- Mary watered gardens in the same sequence...two times in the far garden and once in the near garden. Tomato plants are looking better, some with a darker green color.
- I picked just a shy less than another quart of blackberries from two of the north field patches. There are three quarts in the freezer. I did this in the late afternoon. When I left for home, the sun was about to set behind oncoming clouds. It was cooler than a midday picking.
- Around 9:15 pm, we noticed thunderstorms on the radar moving into us, so we lowered chicken house windows to a four-inch gap. To our surprise, 22 chicks were stacked on one another in three windows. Some were piled three deep! One by one, we moved the chicks to the roost so we could lower the windows. This is sure a dingy collection of chicks!
- A slow moving cold front gave us 0.17 inches of rain in a thunderstorm, which was nice for garden plants and the wild blackberry crop.
- I watched the online recap of the England/France World Cup soccer game for third place. England won, 6-4. It was an amazing game.
- Sunday, 7/19: Charging with Solar Panels
- Mary watered the garden just once, due to yesterday's rain.
- I figured out how to hook up the two solar panels in a series and charged the new generator while we ate our midday meal. I surveyed the activity with an app on my phone. The highest input from the solar panels was 400 watts. It dropped to under 100 watts when a cloud covered the sun. Both panels and the generator fit nicely on the bed of the tilt trailer next to the pickup. In about two hours, the battery of the generator went from 40 to 60 percent. It's a cool way to store electricity.
- A noonish check of chick waterers revealed that a barred rock chick was in the hen side of the chicken yard. I easily scooted it through the gate. When Mary did a mid-afternoon check, two white chicks were in the hen side next to the west end of the chicken coop. I tried moving them with a long stick when they snuck around a fence post to the correct side. A bottom bit of chicken wire fencing was bowed out at the base of the pole, allowing for easy passage of the smaller chicks from their part of the chicken yard to the hen side. That solved the mystery of how they were always moving over to the hens area. I folded the chicken wire and tacked it against the post with a fence staple. When Mary put the chicks to bed, two of them tried to jump through what once was the route through to the hen side of the yard, but this time they just bounced off the chicken wire fencing...the little bastards!
- Mary spotted some purple martins that joined cliff swallows and our resident chimney swifts in their zinging across the sky above our house. Her Merlin app verified what Mary thought were martins. It's a first of the year.
- I picked another quart of blackberries. I did it in the evening, again, when the temperature is lower. I now have 4.25 quarts in the freezer. According to my records, four pounds of blackberries make each gallon of wine. The average weight of the quart bags is 19.6 ounces, so I'm at 5.2 pounds of berries, or 1.3 gallons of wine. I'd like to pick enough berries to make at least two or three gallons of wine.
- Mary collected about a half a pound of strawberries today.
- While walking home from picking berries, two fawns jumped up in front of me as I approached the woods north of the machine shed. One still had spots. As I walked through the woods, I looked to my left and saw one fawn looking at me.
- After finishing evening chores, which were late for me due to berry picking until dusk, I noticed the electric fencer was shorting out. In a check for crossed wires, I spotted a Carolina wren fledgling sleeping on an upper fence wire of the far garden. The little bird didn't wake as I walked by just a foot in front of it with my flashlight blaring in its face.









