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Sights from around Crooked Acres.
I love the lacy wings.
The cantaloupes are coming! We haven’t seen any watermelon yet, but the plants are covered in flowers, so hopefully soon.
Wee cucamelon. I read about these on Buzzfeed in 2013, and decided to give them a try this year. They still haven’t gotten big enough to harvest; I hope they’re good.
Jalapenos are still coming along. The habaneros, on the other hand, have stalled at about four inches high and aren’t showing any inclination to grow. We bought a couple of habanero plants at Lowe’s last weekend, so we WILL have habaneros this summer one way or another.
Mini bell pepper. I only ever grow bell peppers to put in salsa and jalapeno jelly, so this year I got mini bells instead of the full-sized ones.
I think this is a Big Boy tomato. We’ve got all kinds of tomatoes slowly coming in, but none of them have ripened yet. I did eat the one ripe Sungold I found yesterday, and it was as good as I remembered.
Lemon squash. I think these are my second favorite squash (my favorite being zucchini). There’s no lemony taste to them, their name is due to the fact that they look like lemons.
Compost heap, covered in tomato plants. There might be some ripe tomatoes in there, but I’m not going in and looking around. I’d rather not run into any snakes.
We have blackberry bushes growing wild around the edge of the back forty. Fred went out on Sunday and picked 4 cups’ worth, then made a blackberry cobbler. It was very good (but I’ll admit that blackberries aren’t my favorite. I much prefer blueberries.)
“George not like blackberries, either.”
Chickens, doing their thing.
Someone’s got the grumpies.
Speckled rooster. I have no idea what that hen behind him is doing, and I probably don’t want to know.
Male ducks chasing a hen.
Have I mentioned that I am no fan of these stupid male ducks?
They’re always trying to get some chicken lovin’, and the hens are not into that.
“Those ducks are just so STRANGE looking.”
Go protect your wimminfolk, you useless rooster!
The Rockstar, growing out the most recent headfeather trim. I am no stylist – but hey, she can see where she’s going, and that’s what’s important.
Meredith Grey, lookin’ sassy.
Rooster, crowing. I love the looks on the hens’ faces, all “THIS idiot.”
Fred has finally been able to pet Chachi, the stray who showed up some months back. Now that we can pet him, it’s time to take him off and have him tested and neutered.
Raccoon at the feeding station.
Ignore the mess (that building desperately needs to be painted). Chachi ain’t skeered of no raccoon.
Raccoon suddenly remembered s/he’s late.
“You not amuse me, lady.”
The look on Blaster’s face makes me want to SQUOOSH him.
I love the way he’s holding his ears to the sides.
Gilbert keeps an eye on the goings-on.
Tommy, laying around with the tip of his tongue sticking out. As you do.
2013: Can you believe these kittens are two months old?
2012: Stompers and the Floof.
2011: No entry.
2010: Kittens… and a bucket of squash!
2009: No entry.
2008: I’m off to take Kara and her babies to the vet to be spayed and neutered.
2007: Happiest! Cat! Ever!
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.