bits and bobs: A random assortment of things; small remaining pieces and things
The Girl snapped this photo of me the other night as I went out to lock up the chickens and fill the chicken feeder. It was 85 degrees outside but it felt more like 95 degrees because the humidity was at 99%. Window A/C units are looking more attractive every day.
So far the skeeters haven’t been able to figure out how to bite through my full length puffy coat or the knit cap, so for now, this is how I am protecting myself from the little blood suckers. New England, it’s pretty RAD this time of year, don’t you think?
Everyone we’ve talked to over the past few weeks has said this summer has been off the charts when it comes to heat and humidity. But I’m not buying it. I think they’re all lying. If it’s like this next summer, I may consider moving to Antarctica. No ticks, no black flies, no creepy hissing bugs trying to get in my house 24/7. At this point I would gladly trade a few polar bears for bugs.
True, I’d need to build some sort of massive snow powered greenhouse so I could garden…. but hey, I’m willing to give anything a try at this point.
This is a picture of the wasp hornet’s nest I was pulling weeds DIRECTLY under yesterday. I didn’t even notice it until I heard a buzzing sound over my head and looked up to swat at whatever it was away. THANK GOODNESS I saw the nest just in time before my hand hit it.
My eyes were nearly popping out my head as I slowly moved crawled away and skedaddled for the house. It’s times like these, I am VERY grateful for the traditional 50’s style husband and wife rolls the HH and I play in our marriage. Because seriously, with my history of being allergic to bees stings do you really think I’d be the one to go outside armed with two cans of wasp spray and try to shoot that baby full of juice? Ummmm No.
The HH estimated it to be about 12″-18″ in length. A W E S O M E. AHHHHHH SOOOOOOME.
Speaking of juice…. The Girl and I passed by this sign on the street the other day and I was like…. “Exactly what percentage of the population do you think would buy a cantaloupe and fennel smoothie?”
“Ummm, zero.”
Seriously. Would YOU pay good money for a cantaloupe and fennel smoothie? I need to know.
We also spotted this garden to garbage bin on the sidewalk. In theory, I think this is great. The cost to have your food scraps picked up is $15 a month {the company picks up your scraps once a week and takes it to a local farm to compost them}.
But it does make me wonder:
- How many people actually stick with it after they realize the compost bin is going to stink when the temps are above freezing {which is like what…. 7-8 months out of the year?}. Yes, you would keep the bin outside, but if you live in close quarters in the city, if someone knocks it over, it’s not going to smell good. You do get a clean bucket every week, so that part is nice.
- What about critters?
- Does the cost of producing the plastic bins, the gasoline to drive the collection trucks, the price of buying/insuring/maintaining the vehicles, a warehouse facility, money to pay workers, water used to clean bins, time and money spent at the farms to turn the scraps into compost really cost effective? Or is this more of a feel good program?
Do YOU participate in a program like this? I’d love to know your thoughts. Even if you don’t have this available in your area, would you be willing to pay $15 a month just for someone to pick up your FOOD scraps?
And last but not least…. The chicken run. It has a door! And a roof! And is that a roll of wire I see on the ground? Could today be the day the chicken run {the wire portion anyway} gets finished? Oh my stars…. I sure hope so. Shingles I can wait for, but man oh man it would sure be nice to know the girls have a protected space and we don’t have to worry about the hawks anymore.
Have a wonderful Thursday everyone,
~Mavis
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