Monday, October 27, 2014

Beautiful Autumn Weather




The weather today and this past weekend has been glorious. Lots of mild temperatures and tons of sunshine. I am really going to hate it when the first flakes of sn** start to fall.

So far, the experiment with bringing the garden indoors has been a success. I haven't looked at the peppers, but the tomatoes have two red ones on the vines. That's twice as many as we had all season! We are going to try something new with the outside garden this fall and winter; it's called a lasagna garden, not because of what's planted, but for the layers you put down. It's all about going organic. The first layer is cardboard to kill off the grass and weeds that grew there all summer. It's been rather amusing watching Ken scrounge the basement for enough cardboard to cover the garden. It looks like a patchwork quilt. Next is a layer of fall leaves, so I've been out with the rake, doing my best to keep up with Mother Nature. The next layer will be compost, in part to weigh down the leaves, then kitchen scraps and more compost. Hopefully, by next spring, after the autumn rains and winter snows,
 we'll have a nice plot of land, no weeds, and wonderfully rich soil to start planting.

I started a new knitting project last week. I know, with four afghans in various stages of completion, as well as numerous cross-stitch projects, why start another? Because this one has to be done before Christmas. I'm making Christmas Tree hats for the two youngest of Ken's granddaughters. It remains to be seen whether the two older grandkids want a hat of their own.

Enjoy your autumn. Till next time...

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Small Successes

I had to read back to May to find my post about being Ken's advocate for disability claims. It took a while, but he got his Social Security retirement benefits, at last. He will be getting over $1000 a month, which he is under orders to use for paying off bills.

We have not been as successful with the VA. They are being stubborn on the issue of Ken's PTSD. We are really going to have to dig through his past, uncomfortable to say the least, to find stressors and treatments. The process has already begun to take its toll on his mental state. He's started talking in his sleep, much more than he ever has. He's also spent many an evening here lately just talking to me rather than watching TV. It can be a broad range of subjects, from his childhood to being a father, but it nearly always ends up being about his time in Viet Nam. I wish I had a working tape recorder so we could document everything.

Winter is coming. I can feel the bite in the air. Ken isn't ready to let go of the garden yet; he has dug up the two pepper plants and two tomato plants, repotted them and brought them inside, hoping to get something off of them.

Due to one reason or another, we still have not had our final Section 8 inspection. It will be on Tuesday, and believe it or not, we still are not done! Hope and pray it will be dry tomorrow so we can finish painting.

Till next time...