Monday. Again?

Today, after these last busy weeks, I’m staying home to do nothing in particular.

Take that, Monday!

It’s good to take a day once in a while to sit back and reconnoiter.  Whenever I complete a task that has taken all my attention for a long time,  I have to stop and think about what’s next. We been so busy turning rentals over the last year or so, I can’t stop thinking about it.

Luckily, we pulled over at some point and planted tomatoes, can’t imagine a Summer without a garden. Our orchard looks good, we took time to straighten out the drip lines, hang some bug traps, and weed around the trees. We had to thin the apples pretty aggressively. Now that little bit of attention seems to be paying off, there’s a lot of fruit. Tomorrow we’ll cover the trees with shade cloth to keep the apples from getting sunburn.

There, that was something  – I been searching my head for a “normal” thought, something besides “clean the…”

I hope the jays haven’t already got our blueberries – last time I  checked, they were loaded with little green balls, but I forgot about them in the rush to get a tenant moved in.

The dogs keep us down to earth. They need a bath today, Biscuit woke me up scratching her ears, jingling the tags on her collar. They had their rattlesnake shots last week,  and as usual she’s got a big sore lump at the injection site, makes her seem very, very old. But, when we’re making our way around the trails it is nice to be ready. Our neighbor’s dog has been bit twice in the face. The first bite was almost deadly, and the vet bill almost killed the owner. The second bite was not nearly as bad, just a visit to the vet instead of a week. So we get the shots.

We have human children too, but they’re not half the trouble. My younger son is with us for a couple more weeks before he has to go back to school. He and his brother just went up the coast for the weekend. They are working together for a local landscaper. It’s reassuring to know our adult children like each other.

So it’s Monday, and I should really motivate. After another cup of coffee.




Oh yeah, Biscuit is still kicking buttsky!

We took my dog Biscuit for a check up last week,  and the doc expressed some surprise at how well she is doing.  Two years ago February she got so sick we thought she was a goner, but she gave Death the 5 Finger Death Back at You Punch and here we are today.

She got pancreatitis, I’m guessing, from drinking skanky puddle water at Bidwell Park. I read online that leptospirosis is prevalent in “natural” areas where dogs can be exposed by sharing water holes with wild animals. Bidwell Park is full of feral cats, unvaccinated, and cats, as well as rats, can carry the disease.

So now we have to watch her diet and give her two shots of insulin a day. Yeah that’s expensive. We manage the cost by ordering the syringes and insulin online, from Valley Vet Medical in Kansas.

If we had to buy it from our vet we couldn’t afford to do it. They were a little weird about that at first – when VVM tried to get them to authorize the purchase, the office manager just ignored their calls and my husband would have to argue her into it. I stayed out of it because I don’t have his charm – I would have demanded a written prescription,  required by law, even of vets – but it was fun to watch my husband flirt her into doing it. It still took days, every time, but as soon as she okayed the shipment, it was here within 48 hours,  packed in ice. After the first year, we convinced her to file the prescription with VVM and it’s done.

Giving the shot still isn’t easy – some mornings my arthritis makes my hands almost unusable. Sometime she winces and even yelps – this always sends me into a fit of shivvers and gags, and I have to ask my husband to help. We split the task between breakfast and dinner.

She’s lost a couple of pounds lately,  and she’s getting cataracts, but she’s still frisky and still can’t be trusted not to vault off after a pack of deer. We don’t take her to Bidwell Bum Park anymore but she gets a good walk every day, maybe even chase her boy on his mountain bike.

And she’s got her little partner Badges to keep her on her toes – he throws down his toy – lately a plastic Recharge bottle – and barks his ear-splitting bark until she gets up. They bark and bark.

That’s the Australin Cattle Dog’s secret weapon – well, maybe not so secret. I think Biscuit could break a glass.

The worst thing, but also the best thing is, we have to take them everywhere now, we can’t take a chance leaving them for more than a few hours.  So this Summer we’ll have some good road trips, which I’ll be sure to post here,  on “This Old Dog,  with Biscuit!”





Simple pleasures of gardening – try some succulents and cactus!

The tomatoes are happy in their containers, we’re getting tiny fruit now.


The other day I noticed about a dozen new tomatoes on our container plants.

Cactus and succulents also make a wonderful container garden.  This Summer we plan to spend more time at our little shack in the woods, so we loaded a bunch of our cactus pots and took them along. Of course they can survive without much attention, but look what happens when you throw a little water their way now and then.


My patio is lit up with these tiny red blossoms.

I found this old gas heater in a house we bought. It looked great but our PG&E man told me it was not up to modern standards.  With the top grate intact, it made a good coffee table. When I found these adorable terra cotta pots in somebody’s FREE pile, I took out the grate and made it into a plant stand.


The little furry nodules appear like warts and then one day they open into these fabulous little blossoms.

This is an old cream separator my gramps picked up from who knows where. Made by the Excelsior Separator Company!


Forever functional.

He liked old machines, this might have been from my cousin’s big dairy in Glenn County. It sat next to our tank house and we kids played on it for years – it had all these moving parts, now rusted pretty solid. We pretended it was a car, a spaceship, a stove for baking mud pies, etc.  Now it makes a great plant stand.


I never get tired of these delicate pink blossoms, growing off of a grouchy old cactus.

I began collecting succulents and cactus when my mom died and left me with her hoard of pots. Let me tell you, they reproduce like crazy, and I  try to pot every one. Every now and then, as if to say, “Thanks!”, they explode with flowers. 



Trying something new – gardening in containers

One of the biggest lifestyle changes we’ve made lately is gardening in containers. After all those years having a big truck garden and so many tomatoes we needed to get an additional freezer for the sauce, we find water has become too expensive to garden in Chico anymore. So we potted them up and moved them to our camp site in the hills. 

They get noticeably bigger every day.

Here we share a well with neighbors, paying about $200 a year for our share of the electricity bill for the pump. Our summertime Cal Water bills in Chico were over $100 a month.

GFY Cal Water!

So far they are growing like crazy and getting good, fat blossoms.

These look healthy and viable – last year they were small and gray.

At this time last year, the heat had already hit the valley, and I learned that blossoms will not “set” in temperatures over 94 F. They just withered and fell off. Many of our gorgeous plants, which I’d started from seed, never had any fruit. They sat mummified in the heat.  We pulled many rather than waste the water.  We only got about three dozen tomatoes all summer.

I had used the last of our seed store. So this year we bought cheap plants at Home Depot. We got an interesting cherry tomato from a neighbor. We bought dirt in the bag at Walmart. And we gathered some old black plastic tree pots we’d saved for recycling bins. 

My son also found several of these “grow bags” around the corner in our neighbor’s “free” pile.

This is a Geopot. I’ve seen them online for about $6. We’ll see how it works. It could hold a lot more dirt but I ran out.

They’re light and have handles, so you can move your garden if you need to. 

I also brought my potted flowers – echinacea and selvia. While my echinacea is taking off nicely in the ground in Chico (as long as I run a sprinkler on it every few days), the selvia was getting pushed out by an outrageous crop of feverfew. So I potted up a few selvia and grabbed my collection of echinacea pots. My husband, bless his heart, heave-ho’d them into the F-150. 

Selvia is loving it here – the first day it was here, ants raided the pot and ate all the pill bugs.

In Chico I had to water these every day, here they only need a quick squirt every other morning, and they’re going to town. 

I know my husband wants me to spend more time up here, cause he loaded up over half my cactus pots and quite a few of my big rocks. We’ve arranged those around our little patio, just in time for blossoms.

I’ll keep you posted, next time, on “This Old Lady! with Juanita!”




Motherhood is not for the faint of heart, but it’s been a good gig these last 27 years

Happy Mother’s Day, everybody.

Everybody has a mom, however they feel about it, today is a day to remember that. 

I was raised by strong women, so I won’t apologize – I am what I am. 

My kids are what they are, and I’m happy for that. When I think how we scrambled to raise them I can’t believe how good they turned out. It was like that episode of “I Love Lucy” where Lucy and Ethel get a job at the chocolate factory. Stuff just started coming at us, and all the sudden 20 years had gone by and they were grown up. I’m still sitting here with my hair sticking straight up and my eyes popped halfway out of my head.

Parenthood is not for the faint of heart. 

I’m letting my husband sleep in today, cause he’s a workaholic, and as soon as he gets up we have to do something. That’s okay, but every now and then I just let him sleep in so I can have a break.

I wish I could sit around and watch tv all day – at least a couple of hours of A Team –  but that’s probably not good for the dogs – we’ll probably go for a long walk in the woods later. 

Whatever you’re doing today, I hope you have happy thoughts about motherhood. But I’m not recommending it for everybody, so keep up on your birth control. 

I got so far out of my comfort zone I think I lost it!

Like Jerry always said, “What a long, strange trip it’s been…”

Sometimes I’m not even sure where I been.  It’s been over a year since my husband and I mounted our plan to drastically downsize our lifestyle. We sold our biggest, most expensive, most time-consuming rental – leaving our son and his longtime girlfriend scrambling to find a place to live. We solved that and our tax problems by using the proceeds to buy them a house – in another town.

We’ve spent the last year getting them settled, and getting ourselves unsettled. We decided to rent space in our house, so we could spend more time on the road, and at our little camp site in the hills. 

Sounded so simple, swear to Goddess!

I worked for months whittling down the hoard we’d assembled, given too much living space. It was like the end of “The Jerk” – I was wandering around my place with a lamp in one hand, a chair in the other, trying to let go.  The lamp went, I kept the chair. Allllll the chairs!

I threw out stuff I’d adored for years, and then some stuff I’ve only bought recently. I thought I’d finally found the perfect dish rack, for example – it won’t fit my new sink. So it went.

I boxed up other stuff, including pots and pans I can’t use on my tiny new stove. Good thing I kept all that camp gear – those little Texsport pots are perfect!

And we have a much smaller refrigerator – that’s been interesting. Yes, people need refrigerators, it’s impossible to keep fresh produce without one. But yeah, they eat a lot of electricity, which is a concern, so we’re saving up for a propane fridge we found at Lowe’s. For now we supplement with an old Igloo lunch box we use to bring our stuff home from the grocery store in hot weather. The little freezer on the tiny refrigerator is just big enough to hold a few of those freezer bags. 

So we’ve finally emptied out the rental part of the house, we’ve got it cleaned and painted over the old nail holes, getting ready to call Ray in to do the floors. We’ve posted it online and we’ve already got a couple of interesting prospects, have to wait and see. 

I forgot how interesting it is to meet new people. That’s the upside of Landlady. For every doofus you deal with you meet a couple of interesting people. 

I’ll have to post some pics of what I’ve done to the lawn – we came upon a bonanza of free wood chips, so I’m goin’ for it! 

Just checking in, because it’s been so long since I posted last, I’ve been getting the sweetest little “you okay?” notes from the WordPress robot.

I’m okay. Just remember, that which does not kill you, will only make you stronger. I know, I’m not the first person who said that, but I’m living proof.



Work is okay when it pays off!


Surprise flowers are probably the best kind.


Again this year the timing and amount of rain filled our yard with flowers of all kinds. The irises just keep on blooming.

When my husband went out to mow the knee high weeds in our back acre he was surprised to find these lovely, fragile and fragrant purple and gold irises growing under the neighbor’s fence, drowning in sticker grass. So he cut them and brought them in the house. Overnight more flowers opened, and the light fragrance greeted me this morning. 

I’ve continued with my xeroscaping projects, laying either black sheet plastic or flattened cardboard boxes around trees and fence lines, and covering them with wood chips.


Pretty soon I hope to eliminate all but a tiny lawn, protected by the shade of the old crepe myrtle tree there. After I finish the edges of the yard I’ll try to put mulch around the old tree too. 


Now that Summer is bearing down on us (Spring Who?), it’s going to be important to do whatever we can to save water, and I notice water goes a lot farther with mulch like chips. 

And it really does kill down the weeds, reduces the need for mowing and herbicides too. 

I got a good idea from Town and Country Gardening:

I wish I had pictures, you’ll have to try it for yourself – when I sprayed some tiny sticker seedlings with straight vinegar, they turned yellow within a day, and now they’re gone. Give it a whack –  you’ll have best results on new seedlings as they come out of the ground. Use it bright and early in the morning when you expect hot bright sun. 

I’ve been working a lot, I’m stiff all over, but it’s paid off.