At the time I’m writing this post at Our Little House, it is cold and blustery and not at all like spring, I’m also unusually tired from the start of Daylight Savings.
So I thought I would have some fun with a post today and hopefully, give us all something to look forward to in The Top 10 Signs Spring is Near:
So far, the container garden at Our Little House is flourishing.
The jalapeno peppers are dark green and still growing.
Unfortunately, for the pack rats, they are history, taken care of with our rat zappers. We have a big rabbit hopping around the yard, we see it because the dogs chase it every morning when they leave the house, but it hasn’t bothered the tomato plants. I do put up the large dog gate on the party deck, which probably helps.
Dale started calling the tomato plants our tomato “trees.”
Mother’s Day did not start out well for me.
When I got up, Dale said, “Something got one of the tomato plants last night.”
I went out to the party deck and sure enough, two of the three roma tomato stalks had been sheared off almost at the base.
When I wrote about tomatoes and rats a couple of weeks ago, I was writing a general update on what was happening on the deck, I didn’t necessarily think the rat would eat at the tomato plants, but now I’m not so sure.
We’ve been wondering what has been attracting rats up on our deck since we don’t keep dog food or anything else out there.
One night last week, I took Molly and Dakota out for their before bed potty excursion and Molly immediately started chasing a rat on the deck.
This past weekend was a work weekend at Our Little House. We started on that to-do list and Dale had a few unplanned projects, such as replacing that heating element in the hot water tank.
The serviceman came out last Monday, spent all of 10 minutes on it, declared the solved the problem without draining the tank and checking the element.
It worked till Wednesday and we couldn’t get them back out here until this Monday, so Dale did it himself.
So much for my praise of extended warranties. We’ve decided we will not purchase them anymore on things Dale can fix, which is quite a lot.
Everyone knows around here that the well water is extremely hard, making it hard on heating elements in hot water tanks. Dale decided if the “Yahoo” who came out here didn’t know that much, he didn’t want him back (besides, I was getting tired of not having enough hot water to even shower).
Now we know the tank is cleaned to Dale’s standards and it’s been properly fixed and everyone from here to Chicago (where the store is based) knows we’ll never shop at their store again.
Dale also got the new window air unit installed and we needed it. We’ve had three days now of near 90 degree or over temps and high humidity.
My main job this weekend – in addition to getting our paperwork ready for the tax accountant and organizing The Belle Writer’s Studio – was planting our deck garden.