This morning we hopped in the vehicle with my sister, Kathy, and headed to Wishek to the UCC church because Elisabeth was being confirmed. There were 12 confirmands, which is quite amazing for a small town area like ours. I enjoyed the service, but I am sort of partial to that church as we have been there many time, and know many of the people who attend there. We are also “old” friends of the minister and her husband. Tammy and I served on church boards and councils and such together. It was also great to catch up with Elisabeth’s aunt from her dad’s side of the family. I could have stayed all day and visited, but that is sort of how things go sometimes. Everyone else had things to do and places to go. James and I had decided we would attend church and take the rest of the day off, something we rarely do anymore.
Well so much for plans. It was an absolutely beautiful day outside today. I couldn’t stand the idea of sitting inside or of just doing nothing. I got to thinking about the box of 40 bulbs that need to be planted, and I decided today was the day. I told James that I could do it, but of course he had to help. It started with a search of the back shed for the worst of the old van tires.
Next I went to the compost bin and started digging whatever I could get out of the bottom of it. Fortunately, or not, I grew up on a farm and we had pigs at different times. The smell coming out of the bottom of the compost bin is about the same as cleaning out the pig barn. UCKY! We put newspaper on the ground at the bottom of the tire to stop grass from growing into it. We covered that with about three inches of ripe compost. Next we covered the compost with a layer of leaves being sure to cram as many as possible into the tire not just the area in the middle.
Next I added the bulbs. There were 25 yellow tulip bulbs, but I only managed to fit 17 into the tire to the north. I put 10 of the 15 hyacinths into the south tire. Hopefully I will be able to find a place for the left over bulbs. I am thinking of planting some in pots and forcing them indoors around Christmas. It would be something different.
One of the neighbor’s kittens decided to stay for a little while and play with Paulina. I also took another picture of the other neighbor’s hens. He hinted that they would be living in the freezer in the very near future. I can’t think about it. I have become fairly attached to those crazy hens, but without a warm shed to keep them in over the winter, they would likely die anyway. Paulina thinks that we should get some next summer. I told her that I would have to house them in her bedroom over the winter. Ha!!