During the month of June, our chickens laid 92 eggs, all of which made it to the house. I don’t know if one or two of them weren’t feeling well, because we usually get 3-4 eggs a day, but there were several days we only got 2. And I couldn’t find any other nests in their usual spots. But lately we’ve been back to 3-4. At first I wondered if it was the heat, but the last couple of days have been the hottest, and we got 4 eggs each day.
Last month I said I only
needed to plant our second batch of sweet corn and some potatoes. Well, I planted the corn, but only six or
seven stalks have grown. Which is better
than the 0 from the first batch. We had
bad luck with corn last year, so I don’t know what’s going on. Two years ago, I finally finished off a big bag
of corn we got, like ten years ago, and we always had good germination from
it. But these last two years I’ve only bought
the little bags, but I may have to go back to the big bags. Or find out where my sister got her corn,
because they have a good crop coming. As
to the potatoes, other stuff happened in June, so we never got around looking
for seed potatoes. But, last year we
also had trouble with our potatoes. They
sprouted, but never got that big and got lost in the weeds. I tried digging some, but barely got
anything, so I forgot about them. But apparently,
they produced some potatoes that survived the winter, and a rototilling, to
grow in a couple of rows that I just noticed a week or so ago. Some of them have already grown bigger than
what they did last year, so maybe we’ll get some potatoes out of them.
Things I’ve harvested in
June: more leaf lettuce, a few turnips, some onions, red currants, red raspberries,
and blueberries. I’m not sure what
happened with our currants. Usually, the
plants are just loaded and I pick a few containers before I eventually give
up. But this year I think I picked
eight. Not eight containers, eight
currants. I don’t know if we had a late
frost that hit at the wrong time, or we had a week or so of heavy rain that
maybe knocked the berries off, or if the birds – which usually eat some but not
enough to notice – had to eat them because whatever they normally eat wasn’t
ripe on time. It’s a bit depressing, but
I guess it just means the hours I usually spend picking currants can now be
spent picking raspberries or blueberries.
Joy.
A couple of days after I
post this, I’ll probably be picking our first peas. And a week from not I might have a
zucchini. So that’s good.
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