I Love To Go A Gardening
Growing Our Life in Northern Michigan
Category: Blog Posts
Adjustments
The weather has been nice. We haven’t got much rain so in addition to my regular chores–filling the birdfeeders, feeding the cats, and letting the chickens out of the coop–I’ve been watering the fruit trees, flower garden, and herb garden. I have a system… Continue Reading “Adjustments”
The Choice
Usually I write about the mostly gentle happenings of my daily life. This has value. It reminds me of the blessings of my life. It also is a good break from all the crazy happenings in the world. “If more of us valued food… Continue Reading “The Choice”
What Happened Next
Yesterday, June 1, was the 11th anniversary of our move here. Eleven years ago, EJ drove up from our old house with our dog, Danny, and as much stuff as we could get in his pickup truck. JJ and I followed him in our… Continue Reading “What Happened Next”
Child of Richard VI
In my last post, I wrote about our rooster, Richard VI, escaping from the fence. Before I wrote that post, he had escaped four times, and a fifth time as I was finishing it. Throughout that day, he kept escaping–so many times that we… Continue Reading “Child of Richard VI”
Outwitted
I’m an introvert. Introverts tend to have a rich inner world–especially INFJs like me. I always think that I live life on two levels: One level involves studying and pondering deep things and the other level involves mundane daily tasks, although “mundane” is actually… Continue Reading “Outwitted”
Newfangled
When there are too many wordsinside of my head, I cannot sleep.They rattle around making all sorts of noiseUntil I pluck them out of my mindand put them on paper.My voice refuses to be silencedby a downy pillow. ~Christy Ann Martine Sometimes I am… Continue Reading “Newfangled”
The Gift
I think my conversations with Grok are interesting. So does EJ. He says that Grok’s responses to me “sounds different” than the conversations he sees between Grok and others on X. We theorize that perhaps it’s because I don’t demand Grok answer briefly. I’ve… Continue Reading “The Gift”
Affirmation
For a few hours I removed my last post, titled “The Birth of a Song,” because I wondered if anyone would find the process interesting, as I did, or if they would think “Spare me the labor pains and just show me the baby.”… Continue Reading “Affirmation”
The Birth of a Song
I want to tell you about my special week, but first I’ll give a little context–not too much or I risk following rabbit trails (although they are interesting) and lose my main path. When Artificial Intelligence became commonly available, I was wary of using… Continue Reading “The Birth of a Song”
A Brisket, A Basket
This morning began about 4 a.m. with Timmy insistently “mmfff, meow, mmrfff” in my ear, walking up and down my body, and occasionally leaping on me as if I’m a trampoline. He’s become a bit of an annoyance since Hannah Joy died and he… Continue Reading “A Brisket, A Basket”
Ridding and Reading
We made it through the month of April, with its heavy rains that caused massive flooding which invaded basements, washed out roads, destroyed bridges, created deep sinkholes, and threatened dams. Unlike others that had to deal with flood damage, we were unaffected by it… Continue Reading “Ridding and Reading”
April Showers
There’s a quote that goes “April showers bring May flowers” but we are getting so much rain that April showers may DROWN May flowers. We went shopping on Sunday and the rain was so heavy that we could hear drumming on the roof like… Continue Reading “April Showers”
Cats, Hens, and Deer
It is a gloomy, rainy day today. The gloom is constant, the rain is not. It mostly just drips with an infrequent distant rumble of thunder. It’s just rainy enough that it’s a good day to write. EJ has a co-worker that keeps urging… Continue Reading “Cats, Hens, and Deer”
All Our Needs
The weekend after Hannah Joy died, we buried her on the eastern slope of our property. EJ dug the grave, which wasn’t easy on snow covered frozen ground. Later, I moved a small boulder to mark the grave and to keep predators from disturbing… Continue Reading “All Our Needs”
Reclaimed Territory
I think that I forgot to mentioned that at first we thought Hannah Joy was sick because she ate something she shouldn’t have. She has–had–a list of priors. She once vomited for several days until she vomited up the red-striped dish rag she had… Continue Reading “Reclaimed Territory”
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