Saturday, July 15, 2017


We cleaned up a wax moth-infested, weak hive.  At the same time, we moved a small hive from a nuc box to a proper hives.

So cool... You can see yellow pollen sacks.

DH prying out frames to see if they're infected.

Bees, larvae, and larvae cells.

The cleaned up bee yard.

The trashed frames and boxes.
 The rest of the disaster...
Now we're cleaned up, filtering honey and melting wax, and enjoying a healthier bee yard.

Until next time, remember.  This is not paradise.  It's Purgatory Ranch.

Friday, April 28, 2017


Rhubarb... behind it are hiding two more, newly transplanted, that so far have survived

Blackberry blooms

Are we looking at another swarm in the making?

Baby Plum

Peach Baby

Bitty Apples

Crabapples... Aren't the leaves lovely?

Saturday, April 15, 2017

Chick Days

 The first hatch of the year, a baby turkey.  I suspect Shuckle is a girl, giving her call, but it will be interesting to see!
Until next time, remember, this is not paradise.  It's Purgatory Ranch.

Saturday, April 8, 2017

Saturday's Work

Spring is a delightful but challenging time at Yahweh Jireh Acres.  A plethora of tasks clamors for our attention, but the abundant rain we've received makes some of those tasks difficult or downright impossible.

This Saturday morning, we pruned out dead wood from our blackberries, sweet cherry bushes, and roses.  We gathered the winter's collection of dead debris and piled it for a future burning or disposal. All the chicken tractors moved, uncovering burrowing mice (excitement for the chickens).  The damp reek of overwet chicken bedding (with the rain, it's been a muddy two weeks) will fade as it dries in the heat.

Asparagus spears are launching themselves out of the soil, so the weeding around them is particularly important.  We also have rhubarb, one trying to bolt and two that required transplanting.  In addition to digging rhubarb, I transplanted four sweet cherry bush stems that were growing too far away from the main plant to be viable in their current location.  If even one or two survives, we will have greatly increased our cherry treats!

Disappointingly, James labored much of the morning on tractor light rewiring and was ultimately unsuccessful.  Another day, God willing, he will find success.

There are still strawberries to tend, always weeding, honey to rob, and a turkey Tom to butcher.  Our tom, named Effingham Sandwich, bit JoJo.  Attacks on humans is a capital offense, so we will be enjoying turkey for Easter.  Ooh, and tomato plants to transplant and turkey poults should be hatching any day.

Until next time, remember, this is not paradise.  It's Purgatory Ranch.

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Friday, March 10, 2017

Bee Joy


Red Buds





Sweet Cherry Bush

Saturday, March 4, 2017

A Work Day, Abbreviated

Today was supposed to be a busy day.  The list was too long, we already knew, but we'd get as far as we could before dark.

Instead, JoJo woke up at 3:45, so I woke up at 3:45.  Since I didn't want to wake the rest of the family, he and I sat in bed with PK, he watching Chuggington and I stitching down the binding on a quilt.  When everyone else started to stir, James took care of animals and I cooked breakfast.

(We have the happy problem of so many eggs we can't sell them fast enough, so egg eating is important!)

I was exhausted, so after a little cleaning, I went back to bed and slept for (gasp) three hours.  The entire morning was lost, alas, since James can't work outside on the tractor and hold the baby.  He took care of phone calls for church, and I arranged lunch.  We made our monthly run to Costco, which was one of our chores for the day.

Once we returned, the rest of the afternoon was spent outside working on the grapes.  James brought over mulch in the tractor; I shoveled it, tied up grapes, and pruned grapes; Q ran messages to various people; the Assistant watched the babies; Spunky supervised JoJo.  All in all, we accomplished a significant amount even if we only made it through two chores.

(On a side note, we tried the wine I made last fall.  James says it's horrible.  I actually liked the few sips I had, which is hilarious since I notoriously don't like alcohol.  We'll age it further and see if it improves.  If not, we'll be more scientific next round.)

And, yes, it is the wrong time of year to mulch if we want the soil to warm around the grapes.  There are several reasons we are mulching now anyway.  James currently has the time, before the rush of spring.  I wilt once it gets hot, no matter the clothing and hydration choices I make.  Finally, the grapes are trying to bud too early, so cold feet can work in our favor since we still have a decent chance of another solid freeze in the next six week.

Until next time, remember, this is not paradise.  It's Purgatory Ranch.