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Plant some Garlic

The time for planting most of your winter food is gone, at least it is gone in Everett, Washington. We have less then 10 hours of daylight and nights are getting down to 40 degrees F. But not all is lost if you did not get winter food started! Here is what you can do.


I have always planted garlic for the next year on October 31, Martin Luther’s birthday (I bet you have a different name for October 31) At this time of year Ray has sifted the compost and harvested wheelbarrows full of black-gold, home grown compost. I’ve sifted through the dirt in the chicken yard and found another source of rich soil for the vegetable garden. Both are clean and sweet smelling. I shovel it on my garlic bed and press cloves into the soft rich loam.

Do the same with fava beans and shallots. All of these can be planted as late as October 31.


Garlic in March, Everett, WA. Topped with unfinished compost as a mulch. By July, when I harvest, it has all broken down into rich loam for planting.

Other October chores are all about maintenance. Don’t let worms take over your Brussels Sprouts, clean and sharpen your tools, finish spreading compost on your beds and plant those daffodils before you forget.

hebrew-ruwachPelting rain and brisk winds forecast for today.Wish I had not bought so much candy. I expect there will be a lot left over. You can see The Hebrew Word of My Day on Rainsong.

Debs at the Toy Box SubUrban farm where everything seems to be made of pumpkin today.


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Morning Devotions: Psalm 9

Psalm 9 a Muth-labben. Right away I have a question. What is a muth-labben? A little bit or research tells me that it is something written because of the death of a son. We know David lost a son who would have been Solomon’s older brother. He died as an infant. But David was a mighty prophet and friend of the Almighty. The Almighty also lost a Son. I think that it is the Almighty’s Son that David writes about in Psalm 9.

I will praise You, O LORD, with my whole heart;
I will tell of all Your marvelous works.
I will be glad and rejoice in You;
I will sing praise to Your name, O Most High.
Psalm 9:1-2 nkj

In this Psalm about the Son of the Almighty, David mentions his own enemies, the aggravation and pain they cause is honestly written by the friend of the Almighty. David knows that the havoc the enemy causes is not forever and they will be held accountable for the destruction they cause. But David will remember the amazing things he has seen the Almighty do and will praise Him for it.

YHVH is eternal (vs 7) but the enemy will come to an end (vs 6).
YHVH has a throne for righteous judgment (vs 7) from where he maintains justice, judging righteously (vs 4) but the enemy will be blotted out in perpetual ruins.

Sometimes when I read verses like these I get an idea in my head that my life will be lived in a bubble of sweetness, filled with kind people. To be honest, there have been seasons like that in my life.  There have also been times when my bubble has burst. The enemy does come in like a flood and even though I believe with all my heart that my enemy is not a flesh and blood person (read Ephesians 6:2), he still manages to use people in my life when he comes against me. It will work that way for you too. If that is how it worked for Y’shua (meaning Salvation, Jesus) who is the author and finisher of our faith (Hebrews 12:2) then we should expect that our unseen enemy of our soul will seduce others into doing his dirty work.

Surely He has borne our griefs
And carried our sorrows;
Yet we esteemed Him stricken,
Smitten by God, and afflicted. Isaiah 53:4 nkj

What do we do at those times? Fight back? Defend our actions and our motives. Honestly, it has not been my experience that fighting for myself is useless. It tends to fall on deaf ears. But let me tell you, I am not without hope! Neither are you. We have a stronghold, a safe place to find refuge, which is a little different than a hiding place, though we can definitely hide for a season in the stronghold. (vs 9) We who trust in the name of YHVH will not be forsaken by Him (vs 10)

Trust in the LORD with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct your paths.
Do not be wise in your own eyes; fear the LORD and depart from evil. It will be health to your flesh, and strength to your bones. Proverbs 3:5-8

And Jesus came and spoke to them, saying, “All authority has been given to Me in heaven and on earth. Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all things that I have commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age.” Amen. Matthew 28:18-20

We have a job to do, make disciples everywhere who embrace the life of Y’shua, our Salvation, our Jesus. We have an enemy who will make our life difficult, not wanting fellow slaves of darkness to be set free by truth (John 8:32) Blood, the life of people is required for sin (vs 12) but we have Y’shua (salvation, vs 14) who has paid our blood-price, setting us free.  This is the message we must tell, this is the hope we are compelled to give to those in darkness, even those the enemy has used to stop us. Run to the strong hold, the Word of the Almighty which is Jesus our salvation. He will never abandon you. He will be the backbone need to stand firm against our enemy.
Mrs. Hagerty, November 3, 2015

November 15, 2015 (2)

Purple Brussels Sprouts, all ready for the winter holidays at The Toy Box Suburban Farm in Everett, Wa.

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The Cold Shoulder

When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock,

The Old Windmill comes alive with the east wind.

The Old Windmill comes alive with the east wind.

Nearly all of Canada and most of the United States are feeling the effects from the back-lash of Super Typhoon Nuri. After crashing into the Bearing Sea it made a wide sweep across Canada and south into the United States. In Western Washington (the state) we usually feel the after affects of a Bearing Sea storm with sweeping north winds running the Pacific coast into Everett. Not this time. This storm is only giving us her cold shoulder. There was frost on the farm but no snow or freezing rain. Time for a few chores to get “winter ready”.

November 11, 2014 (10) The Nuggets spend the night in an unheated chicken house so job one is making sure the girls have the best environment possible. They are well suited for a PNW winter. The most difficult job is keeping their water in a liquid state. Ray cleaned up the Easter Basket and tossed a couple of flecks of hay in the run. They like it best if they can do their own house keeping, which saves us from feeling the need to spread it out.

The old chicken tractor, a little worse for wear.

The old chicken tractor, a little worse for wear.

One perk about spring and autumn for city hens is the freedom to get out of the chicken yard a little more often. We try to keep it interesting in the yard with buckets full of gourmet weeds with treasures like beetles, crushed snails and fat worms, but there is nothing like harvesting your own salad and digging for your own protein snack. I don’t know how many more seasons the old tractor has before we have to do some major fixes. (and by we, I mean Ray, tehe)

Inside the chicken tractor, working the former onion bed.

Inside the chicken tractor, working the former onion bed.

After ten-plus days of being down with the flu it felt fantastic to be out. The beds are in ratty condition and with the cold sunshine I would love to park myself infront of a bed, clean it up, get it ready for next season. But next season is the Schemata, the year of Sabbath rest, so I actually have plenty of time. I’ll let the girls do the work for me. Sometimes I wish all of my labor force thought working at the Toy Box was like having a date night.

Inside the green house, the bay tree was just moved back in.

Inside the green house, the bay tree was just moved back in.

There are so many jobs I am going to have to putz at (it is what I do best). It takes me longer and longer to recover from the flu. The greenhouse walls need a scrub, the floor of the house looks sloppy, the shelves need straightening. There will not be much to do this spring when it would normally be time to plant. There are jobs that can wait until then. I just like getting out there.

Brussels Sprouts, about to experience the sweetening effect of frost.

Brussels Sprouts, about to experience the sweetening effect of frost.

Because of the Schemata, there is no winter garden to brag about or look forward to. No bed of leeks for when the onions run out, no celeriac to brighten winter soup, no bed of greens to fuss over. There are a few kale and chard plants, the Brussels sprout and a bed of herbs but that is all. This is by faith. This year, instead of writing about what the rain provides, I’ll speak of what Abba provides. It is only for a year.

November 11, 2014 Pretty blue sky, brisk, cold wind. Sunrise was at 7:09, 0% chance of rain. Icy NE wind gusting to 19mph. Sunset at 4:36 when the temperature could drop as low as 26 degrees. 8 hours and 27 minutes of daylight.

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