I wonder if that’s why I haven’t seen any orioles? My friend, Jeri, has had them for three days now and she lives 2½ miles north of us. I freshened up my oranges, mixed new “juice,” but no orange birds. Boo hoo. Maybe tomorrow? We do have rose-breasted grosbeaks and goldfinches though and that’s a plus. I even saw a hummingbird zip by today.
I’m sure when our weather breaks it will be suddenly summer with hot temperatures to contend with. It’s the way it usually goes.
Will’s been working on the barn and digging a ditch for a drainage pipe from our washer and rinse tub to go underground so the graywater won’t flow against our rock wall and under the house. Yesterday I got the wrong fittings and had to go back this morning for 45 degree elbows … not 90s. Oops! We dug the ditch with the handy furrow plow that Will made last year. I man the four wheeler, pulling the plow, and Will holds it in place. Our four wheeler is old and has no brakes and runs roughly. So it’s a picnic trying to go fast enough downhill to dig yet slow enough that I don’t run away with him. And we had to make many trips down the strip, making the furrow deeper and deeper. It’s a wonder we’re still talking!
Just a reminder: We still are running our little seed business and still have everything listed. If you need a list, just e-mail me and I’ll send it to you. — Jackie