2020 is a hot mess....

On thursday I slipped on our wet loading dock.

Fell 3-4 ft onto soft ground on my left forearm.

In 2007 I had 2 plates and a ton of screws put in that forearm after a wreck.

There was 1 1/2" of space between my wrist and the plates.

I broke both bones, snapped prev. plate off and bent the other plate.

Covid 19 was a new experience in the ER and the resulting surgery.

I know have new plates and screws I think.

That was the plan the surgeon discussed prior to knocking me out.

With noone allowed to enter hospital with me and my surgery ending at midnight I never finalized the actual diagnosis after he opened up my mess of an arm.

In 10-14 days I guess I will get the specifics.

For now I am carrying a cider block around in my sling.

I am not sleeping, eating much or happy .

This too shall pass just not soon enough for my liking.

Sad Sidenote...

The day before my 79 yr old Dad had another stroke.

I found out in the hospital ER the next day.

He has a blood clot on his heart and one on his lungs.

Those are a result of a fall the previous week or so when he bruised his heart falling and his pace maker/defibrillator slammed into his chest.

He is now in a nursing home/rehab center to recuperate.

I think it is a death sentence considering the virus.

He is dazed and confused and my heart is broken.

He hung my moon and whole universe.

I am mourning him while he breaths but lost him a long time ago.

After a good day...

comes the sad part at the end.

I drove to western Pennsylvania to pick up my last ram Tuesday. 

I pulled out at 6:30am and returned by 3:45pm.

Much quicker than if Covid 19 wasn't a factor.

I breezed past and through Baltimore on 695 with no issues.

I do not think I even tapped my breaks till past that area.

This was the view as I left there long lane.

Commercial sheep lazing in the beautiful spring like coolness.

The view back up their lane.

It was over 1/2 mi long at least.

The barns and house are over the ridge out of sight a couple hundred yards.

This picture doesnt begin to show how high up the hill is leading up there either.

Gosh I miss the hills and mountains.

This flat land crap in DE doesn't compare.

Someday...

Today I dodged a stupid, pointless protest to go to post office and road paving to go to the bank.

On the way home I didn't dodge the irrigation pivot that was not suppose to spray the road.

I took full advantage to clean my windshield and truck.

I sat for a full 5 min under the spray.

When I went home I called the farm office and reported it.

I said ," Your irrigation pivot isn't turning off on ******** road, I don't mind as you washed my truck but the yuppies in the developments will probably complain."

She replied, " They have already complained their cars are getting sprayed with those chemicals we are spraying".

We both laughed and said goodbye.

No matter how you try to inform the public they just refuse to believe it's water.

My neighbor calls me to ask what poison is being sprayed every flipping time the pivot turns on.

I have answered it's water so often now I just say "oh it's a toxic one".

SMH as they say...

The sad end to my Tuesday was arriving home with our new ram to find our homegrown yearling ram Jack dead in the field.

It seems he had a heart attack.

No reason or rhyme to it but incredibly sad.

Having assisted in his birth and raised him for 1 1/2 years I was attached.

He was a gentle giant.

Not a "mean ram" bone in him to this point.

I put his picture with his twin as my header photo.

He was a few weeks old in that picture.

It was a horrible way to end the good day.

Let's see what's going on...

It'll be breeding season soon.

This is the year LN  & I needed new rams.

 This Lincoln Longwool hails from Illinois and is now a resident of Delaware.

I am sure our humidity and heat were a shock to him.

This picture is a horrible angle also.

He is a powerhouse in size. and has great wool.

Just goes to show certain camera angles are everything for slimming.

His name is George, he and Jack our other Lincoln ram are getting along surprisingly well.

Fingers crossed it continues this week when we bring a Border ram home.

Hopefully those 3 will be friends or at least tolerate of each other.

 

This is my pathetic first pea harvest.

There is more but not much although the few I have taste good.

Oh well, I knew I had compacted soil issues so it's time to work on them.

S's idiotic horse compacted the ground and it is a struggle to work it up like it needs.

I was given ideas from a crop analyst so I will be on it.

I need to not lose my cool (famous last words) this year and prepare better this fall.

I do have teeny, tiny yellow squash growing.

Fingers crossed ...

There is a zucchini growing also.

Why is it the things I could care less about grow and the things I love do not?

I am a little tore up on my legs.

The fence shown had a giant honeysuckle/blackberry/rosehedge mess that I tackled.

Still some larger cherry trees growing but I was beat in the 90* heat.

Rain is due this week a few days.

I mowed off the seed heads in 2 pastures hoping the rain will keep everything growing.

Summertimes fries the grasses in these 2 lots but I'm hoping the undergrowth will thrive with rain.

Saw 2 giant black snakes in the field.

Not cool, they know to stay hidden from me.

I do not like surprises.

This lil miss is loving her new/old pool when I watch her.

Z and R2 are buying R2's grandmom's house which has a 60 yr old 12 ft deep concrete pool.

They are rehabbing it and hoping their repairs hold.

Grandma (me) even swims with Miss A and I am teaching her to swim.
She's getting it pretty well.

Grrr worthless...

animal!

S's horse broke fence around the garden and wrecked havoc.

He ate all the lettuce off at the ground.

12 full ready to harvest heads.

It's the middle row you see above.

That was a week or so ago.

Happily they are trying to resurge.

Maybe I will get a decent salad before they bolt in the hot weather.

He trampled plants, ate plants and spread straw I use as mulch everywhere.

The electric is popping hard now.

His a*s is getting lit if he tries again.

No sympathy felt for him either.

He ate some onion stalks also which I thought was weird.

Some were knocked flat and out of the ground also.

In other gardening disasters my green beans (blue lake) have terrible germination.

I had to lay fence over the rows to prevent wild rabbits from eating the few that popped out.

Replant, replant, replant...

My 2020 gardening motto I suppose.

This is NOT a wild bunny though.

Miss A loves her Easter bunny.

This is second one as her cousins lab made off with the first as a snack.

Her Mama's Mother's Day gift was ferns .

Within first week she had a nest and now there are 5 eggs.

Not shown as Mama bird is protective as expected.

I for the life of me can not upload videos on Blogger.

Any help or ideas would be appreciated.

Miss A was helping R walk and wash her hogs and it was cute lil 8 sec video.

Take my word on it I guess.