We also now have a bed jam packed with what will become edamame, thanks to a gift from our neighbor Robby, and we are celebrating the rise of the green bean tipi. But you know what? Some of what I have been doing in the garden this past week is sort of against regulation. Oklahoma is smack in the middle of a waning moon, which means I should have been focusing more on weed removal and soil cultivation than the installation of above ground crops. The thing is, I lack willpower.
Things are growing steadily and with few obstacles, and more importantly Rebecca's wedding is just a few days from now; so the temptation to plant new stuff is just too strong to resist! The photo above, though, is actually an old clematis vine. One which I believed to have perished in last year's heat wave. But look! Just like the abandoned, rusty blue bike from the Pine Forest, she made a comeback! When I look at this pairing I see three months into the future, when that misshapen front wheel is draped lavishly with green vines and heavy blossoms. And then I go plant some more seeds.
Before we all go scoot to our Tuesday chores and appointments, will you be kind as to cast a vote? Yesterday I collected lots of normal chicken eggs... and then the behemoth egg you see on the right in this photo. It is heavy, folks. And I have yet to crack it open to see its contents, but it could be a goose egg. Before you vote, here are some facts:
- This giant egg was found in the same nesting box as six average sized hen eggs.
- That nesting box is about three feet off the ground, inside the chicken coop.
- The geese have in fact been sleeping in the coop lately, but...
- Momma Goose is, well, she's just not athletic.
- But seriously, that is a big egg. And it is as heavy as a brick, no kidding.
We have a predatory snake robbing eggs this past month (more on that soon), and I kind of imagine him catching a glimpse of that beasty egg and suffering a phantom gagging-choking event then slithering away, empty bellied.
So far I have two votes for this being a double-yolker chicken egg and one vote for it being a goose egg. Once I hear from a few more of you adventurous souls I'll crack it open and see what's going on inside that pretty shell.
Is it a goose egg or just a huge chicken egg, maybe a double yolker?
Have an amazing day, friends! I am headed outside with my last cup of coffee. The bees need to discuss something important, and the horses have asked to play in the pond.
Waning Moon reminder: Pull those weeds this week! The moon is full again this Sunday.
But Then Again,
Gardening Rules are Made to Be Broken, Right?