Praying

I just noticed something yesterday. I was having a rough day. I felt behind on all my work, the kids were making disasters, and I decided to can tomatoes. I did not have fun. If I were to can again I need three things to make it enjoyable: a decent sized kitchen, a friend, and a dishwasher. Without those three items, it was a just a mess.

So in the midst of my angst, I decided to take a second off and prayed. Prayers work. It helped me vent, it helped me refocus, and the rest of the day I felt happy. I had the Lord on my side again. And that is the key to about anything.

Adams Canyon

We went hiking up Adams Canyon in Layton. This has been our third hike for the whole year, which is a pathetically low number. But we have to haul our kids, and they weigh a lot. PB complains, and then Mommy complains, and it turns out Mr. C would rather explore than take a ride so he complains as well. After a while, we figured it out. Mr. C moved from Dad to Mom, which he liked much better. PB was encourage to not say, “I’m too tired,” or “I can’t do it”, but instead ask for a rest. PB actually did a great job in hiking most of the trail by himself.

The hike was beautiful, dead ending in a big waterfall.  There is a lot of scrambling over rocks, walking through sand, and pretty steep trails. More of a moderate level hike, but doable even with little kids. Leave early, because the first part of the trail is sunny and exposed in the later morning to afternoon.  At 3.5 miles, we took just over four hours to hike it, and we were one of the slowest groups. See the link posted above for directions and a trail map.

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This kid got very dirty on the hike. He liked to dig in the dirt and wipe sweat off of his face. 

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Garden Tour in Ogden

I went to the Ogden Nature Center garden tour. It was pouring rain when I started out. The rain added to my already foul mood, but as soon as I started to walk through the gardens it all dissipated.

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Notice the  gravel edging 

I started out with the best home on the tour. I believe the owner was a retired nurseryman, and it was a gardener’s haven. Even areas that he felt were weedy (I talked to him briefly), were beautiful. I want two acres that I can transform into a plant paradise, like he has.

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I love the blue grama grass here

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I’m a big fan of grassed planted in rows. It was windy, and the movement they create is beautiful.

Many of the homes were well landscaped, but less than memorable. I have a picture of one and I have no memory of visiting it. There is nothing wrong with the landscape, but there is nothing special about it either.

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This next home stood out. It wasn’t a plant haven, but it was unique. The garden was not what you would expect driving in a cookie cutter suburb. The designer said the garden was meant to be a walking meditation, and it was.

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Another home I enjoyed worked with natural features instead of excluding them. Much of the landscape was native hackberry trees, sagebrush and beautiful, natural rock.

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Unmowed fine fescue blends with natural rock

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Nightmares

On a dark and stormy night bright and sunny day….even cheery gardens harbor nightmares. 

I recently saw this beautiful vine, climbing up the fence at the rear of a small community garden.

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At first, I wondered what it was. It was quite striking, with purple flowers and berries of varying shade. And then it hit me. This was poison night shade. Prolifically growing in a community garden.

While monitoring for pests, I noticed something was eating the cabbage and leaving gruesome large holes in the head. I pulled up the plant and found nine snails, huddling underneath the leaves. They were promptly punished by a preschooler with salt.

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The next day I found 11 more snails on that same cabbage. The cabbage has been rescued to my fridge, and the snails have been trampled into mush.

Camping

My Grandpa Claude is awesome.  Not many octogenarians will go camping, but he took us up for a great night in paradise. We drove to this beautiful location on the Wolf Creek highway.meadow
The kids had a great time. Mr. C was almost jumping up and down with excitement (he can’t leave the ground yet) when we put the tent up. We explored, and sat around and didn’t do much. It was wonderful.
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I love camping fashion. It doesn’t matter what you wear as long as it’s comfortable.
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Life in Photos

One evening, we went to the tabernacle to guide tours (or more appropriately, leave the door unlocked and let people wander around). I found a great spot to take a picture of my boys. This is the best it gets.
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We ate lunch at Marble Park in Bothwell. It was a fun park, up until PB slipped in a pile of mud. And then Mr. C followed.
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Here are some picture of playing outside. How did I ever live without a yard for the kids to play in? It is everyone’s favorite thing to do.
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We took a train ride on Frontrunner down to visit Grandma. It was a lot of fun. I enjoyed it better than driving two kids by myself. Although I know at least one man moved because we were a little loud.
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Hiking. I don’t know if this really counts, it is a 1/4 mile nature trail ing American Fork canyon. But just the right size for PB. hike

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I gave my old camera to my children. It is always fun to upload the photos and see what they saw. Here is some from their play outside with a sprinkler:

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The perspective they see is different from my own, and it is good to think of what it means to be short, young, and not have so many expectations.

 

Art

I’m not afraid of a mess. I love kid art, but only when it is not stupid cutesy crafts that PB doesn’t want to do anyway and never turn out right. I prefer open-ended art. It usually doesn’t end up looking spectacular, but is such a better process. I get to see my kid experiment and be creative. It is much easier to involve him in these sort of projects too.

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I mixed paint, water and glue in glue bottles. It started off on paper, but we quickly had to pull out the cardboard. And the picture looks messy, but it only took 10 minutes to clean up.

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This is more glue paint. But now it is blood, and there are bandages for the ‘cuts’. We were talking about first aid, hence the project.

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Freehand painting. We use tempura paint, and it cleans up nicely.

Garden Update

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There are problems out in the veggie garden, and instead of hiding away from them, I’m going to elaborate. Because then you might learn from my mistakes or at least my lack of trying. I have spent enough time gardening (tacked on with a degree and work with the extension) that I know what is wrong with my plants. Knowing what is wrong doesn’t exactly mean that I can make everything green again. I remember in school someone once said that being a horticulturist doesn’t mean you never have plants get sick or die. It just means you throw them away without much thought when they do. Seriously, a great control measure when something isn’t doing well, is to get rid of it and don’t stress over the fact that it died. Just try something else.

My garden is weedy. The problem weeds are mostly all green foxtail, and I’m pretty sure the weed seeds are coming from the irrigation water. I’ve mostly given up, although sometimes I’ll start pulling weeds again. With the black plastic mulch on many of my plants,  most of the weeds are growing in the furrows. It isn’t too terrible, and the plants are big enough to out compete the weeds.

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I’ve already lost two squash plants to what I believe to be a stem rot. My guess is the soil got a bit too saturated several times, and the disease set in. I pulled up the plants immediately after they wilted, and the other vining plants are filling in. I have one squash plant that has beautiful, basketball sized squash on it, but the plant looks horrible. There are yellow or dead leaves everywhere. You can see the plant behind the sunflowers in the picture above. I think that the main problem is spider mites. I noticed them earlier, but didn’t do anything about it. Bad mistake. With the hot weather, the spider mites took off, and they are killing my squash plant. Not too happy about that. I am now doing what I should have done as soon as I noticed them: spraying the plants down with a hard stream of water. I’ve a little nervous to use insecticidal soaps or neem oil (two other main control measures) because of the hot temperatures (they can damage the plant when it is too hot) and I don’t have any on hand. I’ll stick to the daily hard stream of water and see how the plants do. (There is also the possibility that the plant got glyphosate on it. A while ago I did spray some weeds in the garden, and might have gotten too close. I’m hoping it is just spider mites.)

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Otherwise, the garden is doing wonderful. The tomatoes are just starting to ripen in earnest. I’m getting the perfect amount of cucumbers and peppers for fresh eating, and gobs of eggplant that I’ll freeze for ratatouille later on. The sunflowers are taller than me, not bad for a plant that was an afterthought and didn’t get any special attention.

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On a final note, big produce does not mean you are a good gardener. Usually it means you are a slow harvester. (In a movie I saw once, a man held up a giant zucchini, all impressed at the size.) This giant cucumber hid underneath the tomatoes before I found it. Surprisingly, it didn’t taste that bad.

The Zoo

My mom asked me what I wanted for my birthday. I didn’t have a good answer for her, but later on I thought of a perfect present. I asked her to go to the zoo with me. On my birthday, we wandered the zoo with three very adorable children (Mr. C, PB and their cousin).

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Lego photo op:
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At the bird show:
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The polar bear swam around and plunged at the window, again and again. This was the best part of the zoo, and PB still brings polar bears into his play.
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These kids are tired after a long day at the zoo:
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