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Altivo ([personal profile] altivo) wrote2021-11-07 08:17 pm
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End of Daylight "Savings"

Means the horses get put indoors an hour earlier so as not to leave them out in the dark. Since they tell time by the sun anyway, they don't object. To them, it's the same time as ever. However, in the morning they may get restless unless we start going out earlier to feed and turn them out.

Sunny day today, with high temperature in the mid-50s F. We groomed all three horses and gave them their semi-annual dose of that controversial ivermectin stuff. In the fall, it is combined with praziquantel (a specific anti-tapeworm drug.) Had some trouble getting three doses of it, but after hunting around for a few days I found some at a farm store in our area. Many places are "out of stock" on it, presumably because the conspiracy theorists are taking it themselves. Unfortunately, if it poisons them they'll just come up with some other crazy theory.

We have had a dearth of our usual songbirds this summer. Presumably related to the drought, which continues apace. Some of the winter birds are starting to show up, and we are trying to keep water and food available to them.

I was sweeping leaves off the front and back decks and discovered that we were wrong about acorns. We assumed that there just weren't any this year because of the drought. That is wrong. There were lots of them, but they are micro-sized. I swept up a pile of them, most less than 1/8 inch in diameter, complete with the little caps and all. I don't imagine any of them are viable for germination, though.

Cold nights have reduced the impatiens and begonias that were left out to a bunch of droopy stems hanging out of their pots. Fortunately, I had brought in several of the best planters and pots and they are under timed fluorescents in the garage. With any luck, those will repopulate the other now empty planters. The remaining green tomatoes on their vines were frozen solid, but thawed today. Still firm enough to pick, so I chopped a bunch of them up and made a green tomato pie. That is pretty similar in taste and texture to rhubarb (or 'pie plant' as it is called in some areas.) We haven't cut into it yet, but I expect it to be reasonably successful. You add raisins or grapes to the chopped tomatoes, sweeten it all with brown sugar, spice it with lemon peel, cinnamon, nutmeg, and cloves, and bake away.

Long day, we're folding up. Met all the quotas on the fitbits, which is a bit unusual. Normally we miss one or two.
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[personal profile] ranunculus 2021-11-08 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
I haven't had to harvest the tomatoes yet, though tonight might get to 35F.
Hate the time change, but agree the horses don't care.
We had far fewer acorns, if smaller ones, than some years, but that was because last year was a real drought as well.
Hoping that the "atmospheric rivers"; a phenomenon that I think my old sailor friends called the "pineapple express"; continues to drop rain on California.
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[personal profile] ranunculus 2021-11-08 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
It has been dry for most of the last 15 years, with a couple of wet years and a couple more that were wet enough not to count as being in a "drought" but not wet enough to really refill the aquifers. When we were told that this year was on track to be in the "extreme drought" mode yet again we (collectively) were a bit panic stricken. When very unseasonably early rains came there was much rejoicing. Currently the total rainfall since Oct 1 is 7.5 inches for Ukiah. Tonight there is another storm that is supposed to drop more rain. Last year the total for the whole year was only 13.5. Thank goodness. Our reservoirs are (or were) little puddles in the midst of miles of dried out mudflats. They are beginning to look more like small ponds than puddles!
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[personal profile] murakozi 2021-11-08 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Shucks, I remember the school horses definitely didn't like the autumn time change when I worked at the stables. I'd walk down the aisle and get all the nickers and neighs and be like "Sorry guys, there's still an hour to go."
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[personal profile] murakozi 2021-11-09 01:40 pm (UTC)(link)
It was a riding school barn, so we had to use a time-based schedule for their feeding. When the clocks changed they'd nicker when they felt it was feeding time. Some of 'em would get more loud and insist and, of course, some would give the stall door a kick or two.