Sunday, April 27, 2014

Plowing the First Garden

This was a few weeks back but here is where Christian started.  He and his friend Mike spent the previous snowy tuesday sinking the polls into the ground so we could electric fence this year's garden. 

Our good friend George Fisher suggested that we forgo the typical tractor implements and jump right in with a tiller.  We rented this King Kutter from ArborTech in Remington for $100.  A much cheaper option than buying one for a thousand. 

I love insulators... even new ones.  

Since we bought the house last July we had no idea what kinds of volunteer flowers we might see this spring.  The crocus came up first but since then the daffodils, violets, tulips, and many more have made an appearance. 

Mud seems to be the name of the game for this spring.  These boots have been a lifesaver living out here. 

The next series of photos will prove that there are several ways to either kill or seriously injure oneself while operating the tractor and its various attachments.  My favorite is this first one.   I have to admit that until this day I'd never really looked over these warnings. 

Christian soon realized the tiller just wasn't going deep enough into the soil.  So he stopped the tractor and started to make adjustments.  No previous person had bothered to do this so pretty much every single bolt was stuck.  It took the impact drill, a lot of grunting, a lot of mud, and at least an hour to drop down the tiller another few inches. 

Once we were really tilling, I followed behind Christian to check out the soil.  Virginia is known for having a lot of clay and even though this particular piece of land was cow pasture for a long time in the early 1900's we had no idea what we would find... but what we did find were a TON of worms.  I hope this means good things. 

Christian ended up doing at least three more passes over this area until you couldn't see any remnants of grass.  The meat birds... or 'death row' chickens as one of my patient's calls hers, were relaxing in their nearby coop... completely uninterested in the loud tractor. 

After tilling, Christian emptied what seemed like thousands of bags of humus and delicious fermented cow-poop all over where the hops will be planted.   These too got tilled into the soil during a fourth pass the next morning.   

I am fairly certain that I never give this husband of mine enough credit.  We are not (x)-generation farmers.  We're two kids who grew up in Southern California trying to learn how to do stuff that generations of experience would usually make quite simple.   Christian dives in with enthusiasm and a can-do attitude that has proven to be successful every time thus far.  I really am impressed... and proud. As long as he doesn't manage to cut off an appendage with the chainsaw anytime in the future I think we're gonna be alright. :) 

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Our Little Girl's Room

Well here it is, the "almost" finished room.  We are still missing the changing table which will be made out of an old feed container we found in the barn. I just need to paint it white and spruce it up a bit. 

This pup seems to know his days as the favorite are numbered.  He's been doing a lot of sucking up lately including spending most of the afternoon with me while Bonnie napped on the couch downstairs.

It's a good thing I documented our first rooster in this picture since it's looking like he won't be with us much longer.  He's been attacking our boots and generally living up to his name "The Asshole." 

Knobs from Hobby Lobby, and this great chair that I have been watching for months at TJMax finally went clearance this past Friday. 

Farm On print from Becca.  She really knows our style.  The butterflies, trout, and feather are prints of some original watercolors we bought from Harriet's General in Culpeper.  So is the tractor wall paper in the frame.  Harriet's General sells only products and goods that were 100% made in America and we love it in there.  The deer head came from Christian's parents for Christmas... apparently it was sort of supposed to be a joke but I like it so much I painted it white and added it to the wall. 

We are trying to stick to only wood, metal, and fabric toys.  Yes, we are going to be those parents... those annoying parents who don't want plastic toys and who don't actually want a lot of toys period. The few things we have are a collection of my old wooden toys, some from a local artisan Shar and I met at an October craft fair, and a few Habra toys -- love that brand. 

The empty space behind Bailey will be where the feed bin/changing table will go.  I plan to hang the metal mobile above it and store the diaper bin and diapers in it. 

Ikea had some great stuff.  Christian and I loved these "doctor's office" toys from our childhood and leave it to Ikea to have them for under $10!  

This little piggy is also from Ikea.  The goose and the chicken I made from clearance curtains and dish towels from Target.   The crib is also from Ikea and was a total steal. 

The beautiful rocking chair was 100% made in the USA by the Amish and was one of many great gifts from my mom on her last visit out. 

I did these drawings of Bonnie and Bailey a few years back, but I thought they would look better in this room than in ours. 

This little Amish barn has a bunch of simple wooden animals and fencing inside.  It was also a gift from my mom on this last trip. 

This crazy rug was the inspiration for the whole room and was the jumping off point for the color scheme. I bought it way back in January just days after we found out she was a girl.  I had a boy's rug picked out too, but I have to admit this one was my favorite of the two. 

My Aunt Kathy cross-stitched this little mouse for me when I was a baby.  

The bump is growing... 8 weeks to go.  :)