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Getting There.

I told my mom the other day that I hoped she was ready to do a lot of picking and putting up of fruits and veggies this year. As someone who has never had a green thumb, I’m so ready and over the moon about it 🙂

The Flordaqueen peach tree. 
One of the Rabbiteye bushes is loaded with little blueberries.
The scuppernong vine is full of little scuplings. In a few months, they’ll be much bigger and ready to pick. I’m really looking forward to making more scupling jelly this year, and maybe even trying my hand at scupling wine. 
No blackberries in my favorite spot, yet, but it won’t be too much longer.
And the Washington Navel Orange tree actually has little oranges setting on it for the first time!!
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Berries, Berries, Berries

Let me begin this post by mentioning that I do not have a green thumb – in fact, both are sadly black. I do love gardening, though, but unfortunately it has never liked me even the least little bit. But I’m determined that this year will be different, and that every plant that comes into contact with me won’t immediately shrivel up and expire. Maybe it’s the extra determination, or more likely it’s the duck water, but everything I’ve planted this year is so far actually growing.

Case in point, the Rabbiteye blueberry bush in the above picture. Look at it. . . it actually has little blueberries on it! You could have knocked me down with a feather when I first saw them.

There are also tiny little scuplins already starting on the scuppernong vine that my grandfather planted years ago.

They’ll grow big and turn a bronze color, and we’ll pick them later this year. The above picture is from last year.

The plants growing around the pond that I thought were wild blackberry bushes in March. . . . Well, they are. There are at least two growing on the banks of the pond, and I found one more last week growing at the base of the hillside around the remains of a tree that was toppled by Hurricane Ivan in 2004.

It’s been a while since my mom or I have canned any preserves, jams, or jellies, but I see lots of practice in our near future. Who knows, maybe we’ll even try making scuplin wine this year.

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Spring has sprung.

I love the changes that come with spring. It’s like the whole world wakes up from a deep sleep. Trees and plants are blooming and springing up everywhere.

One of the Bridal Wreaths.

My favorites, Azaleas are just starting to get flowers on them.
The Bradford Pear Trees around the pond are starting to flower.
The Scuplin vine on the hillside has brand new leaves on it. 

I think this may be one of several blackberry bushes. 
Wild blackberries used to grow around our pond, 
but they’ve been absent the past couple of years.

It’s hard not to love Spring when it heralds the arrival of new life.
The ducklings that hatched out a little over a week ago.

Ben and her three goslings. 
She’s such a proud mother and 
has been parading them around for all to see.

 This little guy, Hershey, is half of a very playful set of twins. 
Their mom, Dara, is the doe that contributed 
the milk that was used to make our soap.

I suppose all of the nice weather we’ve had lately inspired some of the ducks to go on another ramble to the creek. 
From front to back: Rosie the Riveter, Lucky, Bufton, Susan, 
Bop, Bee, Sally, and Randy Roger.
Of course, they came running as soon as they saw me 
and obediently followed me back to the pond.
At least, there is a temporary fence 
along that section of our land, now. 
The highway will be undergoing construction 
sometime in the future so the State installed the barrier last week.

Of course, Grandma and Grandpa, always the well behaved pair, spent their time enjoying the pond while the others were up to their shenanigans. I’m surprised they walked down to it because our Pekins usually spend most of their time gathered around one of the kiddie pools, but I guess they wanted a little time away from the younger ducks.