Aunt Sweetie

Today I said good-bye to Aunt Sweetie, aka Juanita, in the nursing home in Jerseyville.  I thanked her for the wonderful memories that she gave me and for teaching me to cook.  When I looked into her eyes and told her that I loved her, she looked at me and blinked her beautiful blue eyes.  I think she understood.

Aunt Sweetie and Uncle Glenn had a dairy farm in southern Illinois.  During the summer, my family would pack up our sleeping bags and clothes, and stay on the farm to help out.  I was just a whisper of a girl, barely  big enough to climb up onto the hay wagon, yet I remember everyone pitching in to load the big rectangular bales from the ground to the bed.  Somewhere in the back of my memory there's a story about a snake in the hay, and someone being very frightened (not me) but I can't quite remember all of it.

There is no scent that brings back the memories quite like the smell of fresh cow manure.  I was barefoot most of the time, so I didn't mind if I ended up stepping into an oozing, odoriferous pile of poo.  A quick squirt of the garden hose, or wading at the edge of the pond, would have my feet cleaned in no time.

My brother Randy and I would go down to the pasture in the early evenings to herd the cows back to the milking barn.  I had absolutely no fear of the huge beasts.  Each one had a name lovingly given by Aunt Sweetie, and each had a unique personality given to them by God.  Who could be afraid of such wonderful animals?

After the cows were allowed into the milking barn, we would slide the wood plank over that held their heads in place, allowing them to comfortably munch on food while we took care of business at their other end.  We each had a bucket with bleach water and an old rag, and would wipe down the teats of the cows.  Then sssssssssssssllllllllllllluuuuuuuuuurppppppppppp the milking machine "fingers" would suction onto each teat.  I can hear the milk machine now, draining as much milk from each cow as possible.  When they finished, we would "strip" the cows, or use our hands to coax whatever milk was left from them.  Occasionally the dog (what was his name?) or barn cats would get a squirt in the mouth as well.

Milking took place in the very early mornings and again in the evenings.  In between times, Aunt Sweetie taught me how to cook.  I believe Malt-O-Meal was my first masterpiece.  Soon after I conquered cake mixes.

We would spend hours sitting in a circle in the shade as we shucked corn.  To this day, I haven't found an ear nearly as sweet as those from my childhood.

In the evenings we would sit around the gigantic kitchen table and play the card game Spoons.  The laugher was never-ending.  Aunt Sweetie's peals would ring out the loudest and heartiest.

I won't remember Aunt Sweetie as she was today, an emancipated almost unrecognizable person.  Instead, I will always think of her riding her unicycle, bouncing around like crazy on the pogo stick (note to self::  buy pogo stick at Toys R Us), singing "Mona Lisa" as she's milking Seven, or dipping flour from the huge silver tin that she kept in the walk-in pantry in that beautiful old house.

Thank you, Aunt Sweetie, for the memories and life skills.  You are an angel on Earth.

Christmas Cactus Made Easy

I'm a no-fuss kind of gardener with an even less-fuss kind of life.  Therefore I try to make everything easier, including coaxing my Christmas cactus into bloom.

As summer nights turn cooler with the promise of autumn just around the corner, set your cactus outside.  Pick a relatively protected place (mine sits on a north-facing porch) so that the  plant doesn't sunburn.  Be sure to place your container out of reach of hungry rabbits who believe that your cactus is his buffet.  Water the container only when the soil is completely dry.  I use a weak Miracle Grow solution every-other watering.

Before cold weather sets in, you will see buds forming.  Check the plant, soil, and container well for creepy-crawlies that would love to join you in your abode, and then take the plant back into the house.  Be sure to set it in indirect sunlight, away from the furnace ducts.  Remember that over-watering is the cactus plant's biggest enemy!

If all else fails, buy a plant each year from the local "mart" type store, or, better yet, from your florist or greenhouse.  Consider the purchase as you doing your part to stimulate the economy.  (That's what I tell myself every time that I buy a new plant.  How can hubby be angry with me if I'm just being a good citizen?)

Happy gardening!

shel

At Long Last....

I have formally entered the 21st century by ditching the dial-up service that I have had for nearly 12 years, and obtaining high speed Internet. Blogging will be much easier when pictures will load in less than 15 minutes!

Last year's vegetable garden was a Guinea pig gone wild....I experimented with different planting techniques that were, quite frankly, a pain in the butt.

I used two bales of hay to plant tomatoes and green peppers. After treatment of the bales, I planted directly into the decomposing bales. Unfortunately, our extremely dry summer meant more watering than usual (the bales dried out quickly in the wind). The weight of the tomato plants pulled the wire cages over, which uprooted them. The cage was stuck into the bale instead of the ground so it didn't have a good, stable base. The green peppers limped along, producing small bitter fruit by the end of autumn. In a nutshell, I wasn't pleased with the hay bale planting. Perhaps I should have used something to hold the bales together rather than just the bands they came with.

I also planted directly into a gigantic bag of potting soil. The tomato plant and pepper plant did surprisingly well in this environment. The roots of the plants stayed moist longer, as the plastic bag held in the water. My tomato cage did an excellent job of holding up its occupant. Sadly, the roots of the tomato plant grew so aggressively that the entire bag was filled with roots by mid-season.

The tomatoes planted directly in the ground limped along. Even after I mulched well, the plants did not thrive due to lack of moisture and poor (clay based) soil.

My container tomato also was a disappointment, but I believe the variety that I purchased is to blame. The tomatoes never had that "home grown" taste.

This year I intend to try another method to grow my beloved tomatoes. I have a multitude of Tidy Cat big plastic containers. I will trim the rim off of the lid with my heavy craft scissors, drop the lid down into the contain so that it rests on five empty (and cleaned) cans, and use Miracle Grow potting soil to fill the container 3/4 full. There will be a few holes drilled into the bottom of the container for drainage. I also plan on using the containers for zucchini, peppers, and egg plant. The leftover straw from last year will be piled around the containers to help keep the soil cool when temperatures soar during the summer months.

Look for pictures in the future! I plan on keeping a more thorough journal of my garden success or failure with the kitty litter plantings.

shel

Your Hungry Lawn...Fertilization Schedule for Illinois

A lush green lawn is the goal of most homeowners, including my lawn-jockey brother-in-law, who's grass is akin to green velvet. Not only is the emerald area beautiful, it is also healthy. Healthy soil equals healthy grass equals fewer weeds and, in the long run, less effort to maintain.

In central Illinois, we are instructed to use the following schedule for fertilization (not applying weed killer) to our lawn. This schedule is written directed by how many times per year you decide to fertilize:

September 1 - If money is tight, this is the most important fertilizer application of the year. Cooler weather insures that the Kentucky Blue Grass is growing rapidly, allowing the roots to become healthy and robust.

May 1 and September 1 - If you can fertilize only twice per year, this is the schedule to follow. Feeding the lawn in the early spring while it is still cool and the grass is rapidly growing insures it will have the energy to make it through the upcoming hot spells of summer.

May 1, September 1, and Late October - Three fertilizations per year may sound like overkill, but it is strongly suggested that the lawn gets one last boost of energy to keep the roots healthy and happy over the winter. During mild winters grass may continue to remain green.

May 1, June 15, September 1, and Late October - The June 15 suggested feeding is the least important of all, but gives your grass the extra boost to keep it healthy during the dormant hot summers.

Remember that all of these dates are approximate but try to stick to the schedule as much as possible. During mild autumns, I have been known to fertilize as late as Thanksgiving. If the spring has been hot and dry, avoid the June feeding.

Most importantly, more is not better! Applying too much fertilizer will burn your grass, leaving big holes in the yard that weed seeds will find for sure.

May your grass be healthy and happy.

shel

Water Garden Bliss

My sister Shannon, the beautiful, intelligent, successful one, is also blessed with a green thumb. Her gardens are amazing, and rightfully so. Shan spends many, many hours each week with her scissors and gloves, trimming, dead-heading, and cleaning up the gardens.

The steaming hot days of central Illinois have taken their toll on regular gardens, but Shannon's water garden has thrived. The splash of the waterfall is music to tired ears.

Thank you, Shannon, for sharing your beauty with me.

shel

Pain, Pain, Go Away

I can't believe it...all year long I have looked forward to the Women in the Outdoors event that was held this past weekend, sponsored by the DeWitt County Longbeards. I couldn't go! On Wednesday my upper left leg ached, like someone had taken a meat mallet to it while I was sleeping. I went to the chiropractor, Dr. Allen, who popped my back and massaged the mass of muscles that were tied in knots above my left hip. The pain spread to my right leg, then down to the bottom half of both legs. Luckily I had some pain pills that have knocked me out and kept me sane. I went back to Dr. Allen late Friday afternoon and he has decided that, instead of having a messed up spine, the pain in my legs is caused by an infection. Unfortunately my family doctor can't see me until tomorrow afternoon, so I'm stuck with this.

My niece Erin suggested that the shingles that I had in my left eye last month could have somehow traveled to other parts of my body. My left eye is still much smaller than my right, so I suppose that is always possible. I wonder how the doctor checks for that.

At any rate, I'm sorry that I missed out on the Women in the Outdoors event, and have been unable to help my parents. Tomorrow is another day, however....I'll feel better then.

shel

Women in the Outdoors Event

Last year I was invited to have an adventure by attending the Women In The Outdoors event at Jim Edgar State Park/Panther Creek in Illinois. It was a BLAST!

This year the DeWitt County Longbeards Chapter of the National Wild Turkey Federation will host their 9th annual event on Saturday, July 23, 2011 from 8 a.m. to 4:30 p.m. in rural Elkhart, IL. There are a variety of classes offered over a four-session day. Classes includes Birds, Butterflies & Bugs, Duck Decoy Carving, Gun Safety, Dutch Oven Cooking, Nature Walk with Plant ID, Self Defense, Trap Shooting (beginning class in the morning, intermediate and advanced class in the afternoon), Nature Crafts, Beginner's Macrame, Canning & Preserving, Outdoor Survival (one I need to take!), Fly Fishing, Basic Handgun, and Dealing with Nuisance Animals. A fabulous lunch will be served, as well as snacks and drinks. There will be a raffle, door prizes, and a silent auction and the option to purchase gifts. The memories and friendships made will be priceless!

The fee of $45 (for nonmembers...$20 for members) includes admission to the day's events, lunch & refreshments, a one year subscription to Turkey Country magazine (a high quality publication) and use of equipment and supplies.

If you would like more information on this event, or would like to donate items for the day, please contact me ASAP. Registration deadline is July 18, 2011.

Join me...we'll have a blast!

shel