Sunday, July 01, 2012

This Little Piggie is Going to Be Tasty

Once upon a time Ephraim had a bright idea to get some pigs we could raise all summer then butcher in the fall. 

In the beginning, they were tiny.

They ate and ate and drank and drank.  They got bigger and smellier and their pen went from lush and green to a real pig sty. 





 After digging out and jumping over their pen over and over and us fixing their pen over and over, we've now decided its hard to think of anything nice to say about them.  Ask us in a few months when we're eating bacon.


In other agricultural news, its amazing that with zero gardening experience, our seeds went from nothing...to this......




 then this........

 60 zucchini and counting! We've also loved our lettuce, cilantro, green beans, and peas.  Corn, watermelon, tomatoes, sweet potatoes, and onions coming soon.






 Two silly, soon-to-be corn-huskers.



And one cute Griffin just for the heck of it. Can't believe this baby is walking already.

5 comments:

Lindsay said...

Maybe you can bring me some corn in a few weeks! (And some bacon in a few months...) Great gardening and cute boys!

*Aliese* said...

I am completely jealous of your garden!!! The heat and no rain in SoUtah has basically killed any semblance of a garden we had attempted for the year.

Charlotte said...

I am so jealous of your garden. Of course everything grows well in that part of the country. Pigs of all things, why didn't you get chickens? So fun. I want to come visit you.

MaryAnn said...

Wow...Pigs...
Not sure I'd ever go for pigs, but chickens maybe, and bees definitely! Your garden is beautiful! Way to be so agricultural! I bet your boys have so much fun at your place! Miss You!

The Powells said...

You guys are living my dream! Minus the pigs... but your garden is awesome! My kids would LOVE to have a garden that big and animals (I still refuse pets at this point :) I miss you guys. How's life outside the Army? I think about it all the time. Someday.... I'll call you this week. Promise.