The last six months have been . . . interesting. The school our two girls attend has been going through administration changes recently. The changes thus far have not been successful. Also, as they get older, it seems they are taught in ways and information that we are not happy with. So, we are once again embarking on a journey of homeschooling. We started homeschooling initially then I returned to work. Now, whether I work from home or full time outside the home, homeschooling is possible. I’m spending a lot of spare time researching and reading. Our oldest will be a junior in high school next year and has had a completely miserable year this year. I’m feeling a little intimidated.
As with most of the United States, this Spring has been cold and wet. We just got the new garden plot in the bottom field tilled for the last time last night. It stays wetter down there and that does not make tilling easy or successful. I started putting in corn anyway. We have several rows of corn that are about 6 inches tall mixed in with a bunch of weeds. The first tilling seemed to just stir them up and make them grow faster. The top garden looks much better. Between it being established and drier, we’ve had plants in there since Good Friday. Everything is a little on the small side from the lack of warm nights and sunshine but otherwise, it’s off to a good start.
We have added to our menagerie of animals. The feed store had guinea fowl one day when we were there. The guy said they could be housed with our chickens so we chunked down $7 and bought one. Well, I get home and start reading and discover that 1) they are much bigger than chickens, 2) they tend to pick on chickens, and 3) they form strong bonds with each other. So, I go back the next day and buy two more. Unfortunately, one died but the other two are getting big and make the neatest sounds. They are supposed to be great at eating ticks. We have a terrible time with ticks. From the sounds they are now making, I think one is a male and one a female. Their call is really the only way to tell them apart.
As I do every year about this time, I promise myself next Spring will be more peaceful. But, again, we’ve been running from here and yonder for shooting matches, amateur radio events, school events, and camping. We have a big camping trip planned in the future. I feel like once that is past, things will calm down. Then I remember we have a big Glock match right after it. Ugh! Calgon, take me away!