I saw a dead porcupine this morning by the side of the road. I've never seen one before, live or dead. This one had been hit by a vehicle. I got out and gathered up some of his tail quills, but they aren't as impressive as I had hoped. Perhaps it was a young one.
We are in the rabbit business! Well, the rabbit eating business anyway. Our friend Miss Judy gave us some rabbits. There were four but 2 of them heat stroked out on the way home from her house and didn't make it. But we've got a pregnant female who seems to be doing fine and a younger male who is chocked full of rabbity personality.
His name is "Brigadier Stuart". Of the two males, one was for breeding and the other was a bonus bunny for stewing. On his box was written "Stew". After the breeding male died, Stew was then promoted to breeding male and renamed "Lucky Stuey" but apparently the kids are reading a Doctor Who book which has a character named Brigadier Stuart, so hence the name.
The female is named "Hope She Makes It", for obvious reasons. :)
As compost ... human manure ... Both zucchini plants came from the same seed stock, were planted at the same time, and were given roughly the same amount of water. If anything, the smaller one received MORE water. Both were grown in position from seed.
Planted directly down into the soil through the mulch. No fertilizers or side dressing added.
Grown in composted humanure. Same stock. Both seeds planted on the same day.
River Lily will often find a pair of pliers, a flashlight, my car keys, my cellphone, etc. laying on the table and then she will bring it to me. When she gets here with them she'll scold me for leaving them down "where the baby can get it". She'll shake her little finger at me.
It's cute now, but I can't help but think that someday when she's grown, she's going to give her husband Hell.