Every time I hear "pilgrim", I think of John Wayne. Although I am not a fan, particularly, that word/Wayne is now hardwired into my psyche. Scary stuff.
THIS Pilgrim's progress was made over a nice, long weekend filled with an equal amount of hard labor and social froufrou. Not my usual combination, but nice! One of the Boyz made it to the vet on Friday (it was definitely a pipe dream thinking I could maneuver them both into their carrying cases.) So Kramer was "it", and checked out fine except for the possibility of worms. If only they'd just gum their prey.... I am still happy with my new vet and will gladly fill his calendar with my small animals. Wish he was a sheep vet, though, instead of an equine specialist.
Then it was home and shoveling manure into piles and moving it around. Since it's now Tuesday, and my recall of the weekend is anything but total, I will highlight the progress - in no special order:
Set up incubator and started guinea eggs
Got up at the crap of dawn, did a fast version of chores, and drove up to meet Marianne and then go to the poultry tailgate - in my continuing quest for 'ready-made' guinea hens. No dice.
Dug holes and planted two of three willow bushes; blueberry bush
Cut, dug up and attacked brambles in part of front section
Weeded, staked and covered currant bushes. I am determined to thwart the birds this year.
Schlepped manure to three raised beds and dug in one.
Planted same with onions.
Planted potatoes - hillbilly style - in tires: Yukon Gold, fingerling, Calypso (blue-skinned/white center), red, and another miscellaneous that I got from Marianne.
Cleaned out the rest of the herb bed and planted parsley, rosemary, basil.
Hard boiled two dozen eggs so that I would have one dozen 'purty' enough for deviling. I was thinking of Carolyn Renee mightily for two days.
Had the Lithuanian Lawn Guy over for dinner Friday night.
Attended the dreaded Kentucky Derby Party Saturday night - 'tho the Mint Julep was awesome.
Made an awesome Thai Chicken Curry with Thai Fried Rice for Sylvie Sunday night, as she is my official 'guinea pig'. Does anyone know if it's possible to grow lemongrass?
Did five loads of laundry and hung them out.
Fell into bed exhausted WITHOUT doing my ironing. Something had to give - unfortunately, it's almost always the ironing!
Now I am relishing the fact that it is a rainy, miserable day and I don't care - because I am in my office. Thinking about my pile o' ironing.