17 May 2009


Today was my mama day redo and I will start off my saying this weekend was a bazillion times better then last weekend, so we were off to a good start. Yesterday I drove up through the Mission Valley to pick up a plethora of raspberry starts, strawberry plants and perennials. All for free. Thank you freecycle.

All of this bounty came from a little farm nestled in the foothills outside of Ronan. Sheila and Steve have lived there for 25 years, raising their family and managing an enourmous garden. There current spread consists of raised beds and paths covering about 1000 square feet. At one time it was more then double that size. Sheila said she used to put up 300 quarts of green beans every year. 300 quarts...can you imagine? They have an expansive raspberry patch which they jokingly curse as it migrates into the surrounding paths and beds. As I left, they made sure to tell me that if I know anyone else in need of raspberry starts, to send them their way. So, if any of you are in the neighborhood and are looking for some raspberries, leave a comment with a way to get in touch and I will pass you along to Sheila.

Of course, in my haste to get on the road, I forgot my camera, so I have no photos of the adventure. I am contemplating putting more plants all along our back fence to deter the critters and give more fruit. If I decide to go ahead with that, there may be another trip to visit Sheila and Steve this fall to partake of their frustrating bounty.

We spent the rest of yesterday with NO PLANS. I wish I could express how amazing it felt to have no where to be and nothing to do. It's been weeks since we just enjoyed each other's company, napped and hung out.

Today entailed another adventure. Fishing. I am not a hardcore fisherwoman. I defintely couldn't do it for days on end, but I love to be outside in a beautiful spot, just listening and watching the natural world. My husband's grandpa actually has a certified "secret fishing hole". He was shown the spot by a man who refused to take his own son because he was too much of a loud mouth. In the thirty years he has been going to this spot, his grandpa has only taken five people there. His two closest brothers, my husband's dad and my husband. And now me. We went for the first time two years ago and I was the first woman that his grandpa had ever brought along. I am flattered to have that spot in the ranks. He is surrounded by women he loves, but I am a different breed. I build things, take things apart, get my hands dirty, I'm not afraid of bugs or falling down or getting into the thick of things and he has always liked that. So, I got to tag along to this very special spot.

It is a beautiful place, so calm and peaceful, even with the river roaring by as the snow melts from the mountain tops. Now, as I said, I don't know a lot about fishing, but I guess most people think you can't catch fish in the high water. Its muddy and fast and a lot of people don't even go out. But that is the beauty of this spot and the reason they go back, year after year. Here, you can. The day before, they had caught 13 fish over a few hours. Today, we caught 4. I caught my first trout since I was a kid. It was way more exciting then the sucker fish I caught last time, which nobody wants. My fish actually broke the line and flopped down the rocks into the water as I was trying to pick it up to get a picture. I was so mad as it swam away. So the photo below is with one of the two that J caught. Those suckers are strong. Notice how tightly I am holding on (and ignore the lack of muscle tone in my upper arm, jeez, I'm out of shape).

And to finish off this very long, not very homemakerish post, I will show you some shots of the wildflowers and other pretty things I saw along the trail today.

(for the individual photos, you can visit my flickr photostream)


Star said...

Sounds like a marvelous weekend!

Shelley said...

Hey Amy...Shelley (Aub's mom)here. She bookmarked your blog last Friday and I love catching up with what you're up to. Three things. First, good for you for cloth diapering. It used to not be a choice...my goodness there are lots of options. I thought I was really advanced because I made my own diapers...but all you had was plastic pants. Second, I have had a lot of luck with deer repellant in my garden. It's a mixture of putrified eggs and red hot peppers. You can just spray it around your beds and the deer won't come around. Quality Supply should have it. Third, I would like to expand my raspberries and would love to get in touch with the folks in Ronan. Thanks! Shelley

Beegirl said...

I'd love to start some raspberries. My sister-in-law has a wonderful cold hearty canadian variety. She gave me a few canes, but they aren't doing so well in our clay. I should probably move them. Sounds like you had a great time!

dig this chick said...

I love this post and don't know how I missed it! I know you said it isn't very hip homemakerish but I love the peek into your world and the picture of you! And, check out those guns. I see nothing but toned.