Many of you have read about how much I love my grandma’s peonies (and how relieved I was that they survived their SECOND transplanting in just a couple of years) but she also planted multiple other perennials about the grounds that I need to mention because they all survived and came up this spring! (Am I the only one that holds my breath to see if any of the perennials are gonna make it?!) Her tulips came up this spring and one of them bloomed just gorgeously! Cue way too many pictures of our one solitary tulip:
Besides our one little tulip what also comes to us in the spring/early summer in Minnesota is Walleye fishing season opener. It is a VERY big deal up here – Joe always takes an entire weekend off to enjoy it to his fullest. I, however, did NOT go Walleye fishing this spring. It is not that I’m a “girly girl” or that I don’t enjoy fishing (I do) except that it was 28 degrees and sleeting and I’m more of a “fair weather” fisher woman. I decided that it would not be grounds for divorce if I didn’t join my man this year and, I was correct, he understood and came home at 3am frozen through but with a stringer of beautiful fish. Many of you know that Joe is a hunter as well (as so many people are this far north in the United States) he tried his hand at turkey hunting this spring and brought us home a gorgeous 20 pound turkey that I started brining immediately! (At some point here I plan on expanding the website into my recipes for wild game – wild turkey is not an easy bird to cook well but I have FINALLY figured it out and now Joe and I have practically lost our taste for commercially raised turkey.)
I know that not everyone supports hunting. My rule on our property is that if you take the life of an animal here I will MAKE you eat it. (There are very few exceptions to this rule – mosquitoes, hornets and wood ticks take the top of the exception list but if you kill a bumble bee here you will feel my WRATH!) There is no waste of life in my presence and every animal that gives their life for us we use in every way we possibly can. Being able to fill our freezer with fresh fish and venison every year means that Joe and I no longer support the commercial fish or beef industry and that really means a lot to me. Our goal one day is to become entirely self sustained. We also feed deer and fully support sustainable fishing and hunting in EVERY way – Joe does not take animals for their antlers or the chance to put a trophy on the wall. My favorite comment Joe always gives is, “You can’t eat the horns!” Eventually we plan on getting ourselves some ducks and chickens too on the hope of never having to support the commercial poultry industry either.
And so it was FREEZING here for a couple of days (literally!) We covered all of our plants as best we could with feed sacks.
We are not what you would call “sports” people, we don’t watch sports or listen to games or anything like that. I have a foggy memory of watching the Chicago Bulls with my dad when I was a tween and that was kind of fun. (And, I don’t care what anyone says, live games of almost any sport are a BLAST to go to!) However, there is one televised sporting event I look forward to every year! The Kentucky Derby of course! One of the local bars/restaurants here caught on to my fever a few years back when I encouraged them to put it up on their big screen tv and, ever since, they’ve put on a derby party. Joe knows this about me (and how much I love it) and, come hell or high water, he takes me there to watch the post show and the race and, this year, I wore a skirt and got myself a derby hat!
It was really fun 🙂 Though I’m a bit of a fish out of water now in skirts and dresses lol it was still a great way to have dinner and spend a couple of hours on a lovely spring afternoon in Minnesota.
I have basically recovered from my lower bowel and bladder infection, I’m better every day and finally starting to enjoy solid food again – amazing what we take for granted! Over the last few weeks Joe and I have had little on our plates besides our day jobs which means that we’ve had our weekends to do whatever we want. We haven’t had to drive or be anywhere. We’ve had no one to report to and there was no one on the planet with any right to tell us what we should, or should not, be doing. It has been absolute Heaven and literally the life Joe and I have been working so hard to achieve. Of course “no plans” for us always means house work and projects lol cause that’s just the way we roll! (i think we all know that there is a big difference between doing something we want to do as opposed to doing something we’re told we have to do whether it’s “work” or otherwise.) We did some backyard grunt labor digging out two paths down to and around our fire pit and filling it all with sand. We also hauled 1200 pounds of black dirt and manure into our garden which I tackled the next day and transplanted a bunch of my grandma’s perennials to the north end while filling the west side with bell peppers, herbs and lettuce. Can’t wait for it all to grown in to show you guys!
One Sunday afternoon I took a break to take pictures of our one tulip for this post when I looked up to see my husband cleaning up some of his masonry tools beside the front step with our big barn in the background. I was struck by what a perfect weekend he and I had had. In that moment I loved him more then I have ever loved him before and as much as I have always loved him. I felt very fortunate.