Saturday, March 22, 2008
Saturday in Bristow: Getting Ready for Garden!
Gardner's Enemy No. 1: Nasty, Vile Birds!

This past Saturday, Joshua and I had the garden area officially plowed in anticipation of moving our seedlings from the indoor greenhouse (a/k/a our utility/mud room) to the outdoor garden. The following morning, I heard Joshua yell something about a “crow” in “his garden.” I looked out our window and spotted the same nasty, vile birds you see pecking at the armadillo carcasses on the side of the road. Before I could process what he said, he darted down the hallway in his brown bathrobe and out the back door…with the shotgun. It happened so fast…something about a bird and the garden, then a man with bedhead standing in his bathrobe and flip-flops firing a shotgun from his backyard due south. It was classic. Much like the coyote “extermination” previously discussed on this blog, Joshua did not hit anything, but he has taken great satisfaction in the fact that the “crows” had not returned to peck through his fresh mud. He keeps saying, “Oh, they will be back,” but when that happens, I have a feeling my husband will be waiting.
This situation is somewhat funnier if you have heard about the savage bird attack recently perpetrated against my mother’s herb seedlings. When we purchased our seeds, I agreed to start the vegetables, and Mom agreed to start the herbs. Throughout the entire process, Mom’s herbs have been a little slow and not quite as exciting as the vegetables, and she was beginning to get a little discouraged. I even revealed my secret gardening tip: I sing “Here Comes the Sun” to the seedlings every morning before I turn the grow light on and water them. What can I say? My plants like The Beatles. Last week, Mom decided that perhaps her seedlings needed some real sunlight, and she put the herb sprouts outside on a warm day. When she and Dad went to check on them, they discovered, you guessed it, nasty, vile birds pecking away our seedlings. It was apparently a massacre of epic proportion…Mom conducted a complete replant this week!
So, for this week, the Gardner’s Enemy No. 1 goes to….Nasty, Vile, Ugly, Non-Colorful, Dirty, Carcass-Pecking, Oily, Loud, and Utterly Obnoxious Birds.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Sunday was a Farm Day!
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Happy 33rd Wedding Anniversary to the Allisons!
Sunday, March 2, 2008
More pictures from "Norman Getaway"
Norman Getaway!
A few weeks ago, Mom, Dad, Joshua, and I went to Norman to visit my little sister, Emily. We went to the OU Museum of Natural Science and enjoyed an OU Women's Basketball game. The next day, we had a great breakfast at Sunnyside Up, and after Emily headed out for a baby shower, the rest of us went to the Omni-Plex to see the exhibit featuring human cadavers called: Our Body-The Universe Within. The exhibit was fascinating albeit a little strange, and I certainly do not know how any person could see that exhibit and question intelligent design. We had a wonderful trip, and I certainly enjoyed spending time with my precious family!
Creek County Castle

Across Oklahoma State Highway 48 from the Farm, an abandoned castle sits literally just behind the tree line. My cousins and I used to explore the site when I was a little girl, and I am still fascinated by it. According to my grandfather, a man began building his wife the castle, but she passed away before he completed it. After her death, he presumably never finished what was undoubtedly an ambitious and very romantic gesture. I have asked one of my clients who is a bit of a Bristow historian about the castle, and she remembered it quite vividly. I am going to do a little research on the site. I would certainly love to learn more about this modern-day knight in shining armor!
Getting Ready for Cows!
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