I am almost hesitant to speak much about this yet, but I am seeing increasing signs that the evil force that has so much control over the planet is now weakening. I have spoken of this a great deal in my articles, but I'm now able to see a physical change, certainly here on the farm. I have been eating cucumbers since the end of June. I cannot remember the last time I had them so early and they are growing abundantly, too. I have also had baby tomatoes since the end of June, and I don't know if I ever had them that early.
The drier weather has been a godsend—I have been flooded for so many years that the water table here has been waaaay above normal. For years, the slugs have overrun me—I killed them by the handfuls. And because of that, I had to stake my tomato plants to keep them off the ground, which prevented them from bushing out. Tomato stems develop roots, especially where they touch soil, so when a stem lies on the ground, it will virtually send up a new plant, thus multiplying its productive ability. I never staked my tomato plants before, and I am not staking them this year. However, because the air and soil here are still so toxic from the chemtrails, I won't plant them out until they are actually producing fruit. They are growing in the greenhouse until then. They grow much faster there, but after fruit production begins, it is too humid inside. When I spot those first blossoms, I take them out in their pots to harden off the stems, and from there, they go into the field. I have 60 varieties this year and they will certainly be for sale.
Other things are noticeably different, too. The drier weather is finally killing off my monster weeds, and for the first time in years, I have my entire huge greenhouse all mowed and tidy. I have planted my summer squash varieties in there this year and they are growing by leaps and bounds. Of course, as usual my potted eggplants, peppers, and pineapple tomatillos are thriving in the greenhouse, but they usually do pretty well. I also have about ten varieties of basil growing in pots.
My lifelong friend, the old maple tree which overhangs my house, is showing signs of revival. It has been dying for several years, in fact half of it is dead—the side facing away from the house. But the really tall half is just laden with healthy foliage. Ditto all this for the weeping willow near the greenhouse. For the past several years, the mosquitoes have been present here in thick swarms, causing misery even during the hot part of the day. This year, I can sit out at my table on the porch and color or read until dark with minimal disturbance. However, the birds and other welcome creatures have moved in in abundance. Check out the photos of the huge, gorgeous dragonfly pictured below.
My annual flower display is being assembled, and the first blooms are appearing. I have my usual favorites: marigolds, four o'clocks, zinnias, lots of petunias, allysum, portulacas, ageratum, wallflowers, snapdragons, poppies, and tons of coleus. I am also including a new outdoor display of morning glories, in addition to the usual ones that grow with the cucumbers, and I have some sunflowers to join the display, too.
All of you who read my articles know how I have refused to give in to the forces of the Matrix, that have caused so much damage and destruction on this planet. The next step in this is to completely break away, which has been my long-term goal. The signs I am seeing are telling me that I am proceeding in the right direction. Here are some photos for you to enjoy.
First, the assembling of the annual flower display, followed by pots of coleus. I bought the seeds last year and never planted them, so I planted the whole packet this year so they wouldn't go to waste. Flower seeds tend to have a short shelf life, unlike vehetables. Small seeds often don't have a high germination rate, but these did pretty well. Coleus is grown for its beautiful foliage, and I plan to tuck the pots among the flowers to provide a carpet of color.