This year, late one night, I was perusing pinterest. And stumbled upon tower gardening. So I researched it. And came across some interesting youtube videos and blogs. So we made our own. It took hubs and I a couple weeks to finish this project. Apparently none of these people work. Or they don't have kids. Or both. And it was frustrating. It took forever in between parts. The waiting just about drove me batty. But we finished it. And 10 bags of gardening soil didn't even fill it up. What I'm happiest about it the composting feature. You see, my composting bin is also getting raided by the squirrels. They are running to it every time I add something in it before I get to my back door. This tower has a center tube for composting with a lid at each end. I'll post pictures once we transplant our seedlings to it.
Tuesday, May 3, 2016
Tower Gardening
As a former Kansas girl, and in the farming family, I should be able to grow things. However, living in the desert of Southern California, it's hard to grow things. And then if the environment and weather doesn't get your garden, the critters will. The last 2 seasons, the rabbits and squirrels ate everything. Hubs protested that I wasn't watering enough. That I was over watering. Then I snapped a couple pics of a squirrel eating the zucchini flowers. And then I texted them to him.
Monday, May 2, 2016
Just A Quick Update
We've been a little busy. I was nominated and voted to take over immediately for co-community leader of our 4-H club. So I'm now leading 5 projects. The co-leader. And camp chaperone. I have also been battling depression something fierce. I'm trying to stay busy and on top of the housework and all of my volunteer stuff. It's just that life and marriage is hard. And the many curveballs that my husband and I have been thrown this year is starting to get to us. So we've decided to put our marriage on the front burner and took some time for us.
The big kid and I are counting down the days till summer vacation starts. I'm a little iffy on it. My parents are taking him all the way to Massachusetts so he can go to the camp that my sister and her husband run. It's a great opportunity. But I've made it 11 years before he's gone away. I mean, he's had over nighters. And weekends aways. But this trip is going to be 3+ weeks gone. And my inner mama bear is nervous. That being said. WE have almost survived 5th grade. I'm not sure what was going on. But it was a rough year. For the big kid and the parents. But he's doing great in 4-H. And he's become an avid reader. It is hard to tell a child he's in trouble for not doing chores when it's because he can't put a good book down. Especially one that you, his parents, bought him.
And then there is the little kid. He finally got some good news. He's high enough on the growth chart to not be worried about him. However, he qualified for speech therapy. And failed his hearing tests. And I'm so over insurances, doctors, maybe this will work prescriptions, and the government. At this point he has a 27% hearing loss. And that number is good enough for him to receive services if we want them. But he is ok by government standards. It's laughable. I want to help him. And I've come to terms that this may be a permanent problem. But in the end it can be fixed. And like my husband said, it's not cancer or terminal. But he's making improvements by leaps and bounds.
And other than that, the house is surviving. The cat, the dogs, the turtles, the fish, the kids, the husband, myself, the house. We're still standing. Oh yeah, and I got an awesome quilt order to boot. Nothing like a little extra spending money.
The big kid and I are counting down the days till summer vacation starts. I'm a little iffy on it. My parents are taking him all the way to Massachusetts so he can go to the camp that my sister and her husband run. It's a great opportunity. But I've made it 11 years before he's gone away. I mean, he's had over nighters. And weekends aways. But this trip is going to be 3+ weeks gone. And my inner mama bear is nervous. That being said. WE have almost survived 5th grade. I'm not sure what was going on. But it was a rough year. For the big kid and the parents. But he's doing great in 4-H. And he's become an avid reader. It is hard to tell a child he's in trouble for not doing chores when it's because he can't put a good book down. Especially one that you, his parents, bought him.
And then there is the little kid. He finally got some good news. He's high enough on the growth chart to not be worried about him. However, he qualified for speech therapy. And failed his hearing tests. And I'm so over insurances, doctors, maybe this will work prescriptions, and the government. At this point he has a 27% hearing loss. And that number is good enough for him to receive services if we want them. But he is ok by government standards. It's laughable. I want to help him. And I've come to terms that this may be a permanent problem. But in the end it can be fixed. And like my husband said, it's not cancer or terminal. But he's making improvements by leaps and bounds.
And other than that, the house is surviving. The cat, the dogs, the turtles, the fish, the kids, the husband, myself, the house. We're still standing. Oh yeah, and I got an awesome quilt order to boot. Nothing like a little extra spending money.
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