Thursday, May 28, 2020

new normal, rain, dirt, peaches, corn


I put my life in the hands of my dentist Tuesday and went in and got my permanent crown that arrived just before the stay at home orders and closure of his office. When they called to make the appointment I had to answer about a dozen questions related to health and any traveling done. When I arrived for the appointment I was to stay outside and they would come to me. I was wearing a mask, the young woman who came out was wearing a mask, had to answer the questions again and then she took my temperature before letting me in. My dentist and the assistant were both wearing masks and as well as face shields and gloves while working on me. I still have one more tooth that needs a crown but since it isn't bothering me and he's two months behind on appointments, I'll wait.

Another storm came through Monday night, the third night in a row. The little dog hates rain, lightning, and thunder. She trembles and pants and goes bug-eyed and can't stay settled down. Mostly she wants to lay above my head on the pillow and pant in my face. Little sleep was had the first two nights but Monday night I mostly slept through the nearly 3/4” of rain while she couldn't decide if she wanted to sustain the freakout or not. I guess we were both sleep deprived. Or I was. I didn't even realize it was storming out there. We got almost 3” total over three nights.

Also Tuesday the guy from the place we are buying the manufactured home from came out to do his site survey checking out the lay of the land, where we want to put it, the steep sided and deep ditches, the power lines, the cedar tree that needs several lower branches trimmed off and determined that, the tree aside, there were no obstacles to getting the house in place. Now I need a pad and it turns out the guy that's going to put in the septic system also does pads so he came out yesterday and checked it out and they delivered 3 loads of dirt yesterday late afternoon but it won't get spread around and shaped til sometime next month. 


I have/had a little fig tree that is right at the end of where the house will sit and it has to be moved and I should have done it as soon as we staked out the house. Well, I just walked over there to take a picture of my fig tree and this is what I saw.


He drove right over it, dead fucking center, delivering the loads of dirt. I'm still going to dig up the root and pot it. Fig trees are pretty hardy and it might survive.

Then I talked to the CenterPoint Energy guy to make sure the transformer they will come off of can handle another 200 amp service, he says we are good to go.

The first of the Fredericksburg (Texas Hill Country) peaches are in so I dashed out to the Peach Creek Market yesterday and got some. Won't be as many this year as we didn't get enough cold hours during the winter. These are cling, small and still a little green but they'll ripen up quickly. The larger freestone peaches will come in later.


I haven't seen hide nor hair of Rocky for about three weeks. I'm beginning to think he's forgotten he has a half finished job over here. Either that or he has a big money job and a less than understanding client. Probably that. He'll get back to me and to tell the truth I have bigger fish to fry right now. Like put up the last 12 ears of corn.





15 comments:

  1. Yeah, figs are really hard to kill. OMG! That corn looks awesome. David said he had to make a trip to Lowes in New Braunfels and said the peaches were in There is a peach tent on the side of the road that we go buy from every year and he stopped by to see how the peaches looked. He said they were scrawny lookin. I'll go later next week. Usually the first week of June is the best. We had a nasty thunderstorm come through but San Antonio and your end of Texas got what looked like the worst of it. We had a few thunderboomers but very little rain. Nothing is expected for the rest of the week. That means I can sleep a full night again.

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    1. we got about 5 minutes of really hard rain and that was it.

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  2. Wow, that corn looks great. I never see corn on the cob here. Too bad about the fig -- what were they thinking?! -- but yeah, it will probably survive. They're super durable!

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    1. that's weird. they don't grow corn in the UK?

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  3. You are so brave to go to the dentist but I'm sure it was done safely.
    Peaches! I'm sure I say this every year but the best ones I've ever eaten came from Texas.
    Poor fig tree. It'll probably come right back to life.

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  4. I can't believe they drove over the tree, did it not occur to them to ask if you wanted to move it? No, apparently not. I envy you the local fresh produce, apparently all that AZ grows is lettuce and cotton. New Jersey had great corn when we lived there.

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    1. that's the thing, I did point out the fig tree and told him I was going to move it but it was his brother that delivered the dirt. still, you'd think he would have tried to avoid it. he had plenty of room, could have backed that dump truck up one foot to the left. I have to think that he just didn't see it as it was only about 2' tall. oh well, I would have had to cut it back pretty severely anyway. it's in a pot now.

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  5. I am sorry about your tree, so sad, just minding it's own business waiting for you to rescue it.The dentist thing is frightening, because the virus is so floaty in the air for hours. Glad you got the work done but , yes, wait on the other crown for a while. Your growing season is miraculous! Corn already!-and it looks wonderful. You do keep busy...I am shamed.

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  6. What looks better, corn or peaches. Peaches or corn.
    I think I would be blazing livid that someone drove over a tree, even a second cousin twice removed. How ignorant.

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    1. I was pretty astounded. he couldn't have done a better job if he had put a stake there and aimed for it. Oh well, I'm pretty sure it will survive and I would have had to cut it back anyway.

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  7. Do you have animals that eat your figs? The crows wll not leave ours alone. You have some really big project ahead that will take you through this Cornovirus summer! Sorry about the teeth. Hubby has to make an appointment as well and that does worry me.

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  8. We've been eating the last of my dad's corn on the cob which he froze last year. He's not gardening this year, for two reasons: 1. his wife isn't much help either in the growing part or putting up part, and 2. both of them have had more ailments this year. I guess I'll give him a pass - although he's turning 80 in September & is still WAY more spry than I am. :)

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  9. Yes, just had a doctor's appt. this morning and it reinforced my realization that I talk much less when I have to have the mask on. (Some people might feel this isn't such a bad thing.) No idea when I'm ever going to get my teeth cleaned, not exactly critical to my health.
    I also have a dread of thunderstorms now that I have a fraidy-cat dog. We've had a couple of nights like yours.

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  10. I wondered about your weather. It's been horrendous here, with hail, high winds, and the most amazing waterspout I've ever seen. You may even have seen it on the news. It was over the Bay, and it stayed on the water for a long time -- eight minutes, maybe. It was huge, not one of those wimpy little things. Here's a video of it. People all the way from Seabrook to San Leon were photographing the thing.

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  11. We had our 3rd fig tree killed by some virus this year and that one had survived frosty winters. I am ready to give up if only the figs weren't so delicious.
    Could you kindly ask your rain clouds to move over here. I am sick of watering all and everything, even the potatoes FFS.
    Dentists here are only slowly opening up amid lots of to and fro. It think they are the least risky. Ever since HIV they have worked with face shields and masks here anyway.

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