Welcome to Cranky Puppy Farm!

This blog belongs to two Gen X-er's smackdab in downtown Kansas City where we've been renovating and decorating two old Victorians built in the 1890's. Our life is filled with 3 demanding Pomeranians (1 of them cranky, of course), honking cars, noisy neighbors and the hustle and bustle of city life but we dream of the day when we can move to our 40-acre farm and hear nothing but the wind and the cows next door. Until then, we're chronicling our triumphs and mishaps here as we try to garden and preserve on 2 city lots, raise chickens, and learn all those things we should have learned from our grandparents. Welcome to our world - we hope you'll stay awhile!

The Music of Spring

Sunday, February 03, 2013

This was my reaction when I heard that Mr. FluffyPants didn't see his shadow this morning.

One must wonder if ol' Phil doesn't get a bit tired of being dragged out of bed early on February 2nd, only to be assaulted in front of a large group of people before he even had time for morning coffee.  I certainly would be a bit curmudgeonly.
I have found myself piled on the sofa today, surrounded by stacks of gardening magazines and seed catalogs. The pile keeps growing, and I have a sneaking suspicion that the stacks are breeding like rabbits.  Certainly, I haven't made a dent in them at all.
As I flip the pages, I have an idea buzzing around my head like a busy Spring bee:  should we rip out the raised beds and go full tilt on a huge garden?  Methinks that it might be time.  It certainly would be alot more work, particularly since the soil isn't ideal.  We'd need to truck in some really good nursery soil to get started and then work hard on amending it every year with overplanting and compost.  Given the list of things we'd like to plant, we may not have a choice but to do this.
But like fine honey, this idea needs more time.

1 comment:

  1. Whenever I see a picture of that poor groundhog I've wondered if he's ever sunk his teeth into a hand of the intruder who has disturbed his rest. I wouldn't be surprised or shocked if he did. Perhaps groundhogs are gentle creatures like koalas. THREE MORE DAYS...


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