Tuesday, April 30, 2013
I had so much trouble keeping things alive in this tipsy turvy pots. Strawberries were growing in them, but birds and the chickens have eaten them all. Don't laugh, but these were weed flowers from the yard. The grow in large bunches. I pulled up the bunches and stuck them in the pots. They are actually quite pretty. I figured if they died, there were always many more bunches of them in the yard to replace these with.
Two of five of the raised beds. Cabbage and corn in the front. (No, I did not plant it like that. My neighbor's toddler rearranged it all for me when she played in the bed.) Some cucumbers in the middle section and garlic and onions at the back. In the back bed is some more garlic and onion and some zucchini and squash plants.
Egg collection for one day. The buff did not lay an egg the day these were collected. I know each chicken's egg. The only two I do not know apart are the blue-green colored eggs. These are from the brownish Americauna chickens. The gray colored Americauna lay the drab green egg at the back right.
This is how we organize the eggs. The eggs are dated to use the oldest ones first. We place them top down in the carton.
These two pictures above are of the burial ground of a Cherokee Indian, Osenappa.
The dimes and pennies on the end tomb marker are from the child and me. One set of coins for each. The pennies for our visit and respects to a warrier lost. The dimes for one of our own...a legacy to the tribe.
Monday, April 29, 2013
Stumphouse Tunnel...dug before the Civil War and during...
I could not get the picture to turn in the correct direction. Clemson used the tunnel to make cheese for awhile.