Some days are like this:
And some days are like this (no joke):
Fruit (a.k.a. Roller Coaster Rides)
We have three peach trees.
They were growing beautiful peaches.
We picked and ate five of them. They were delicious. I asked Jamey to pick them all the next morning. The next morning, each and every one was gone. I could have thrown up.
We have one pear tree. It was full of pears. We picked the pears and followed the tried and true method of ripening them (when they shake free from the branches, pick them and store them in the refrigerator for 3 days, then lay them out to ripen). The pears were ugly (no spray, of course).
They ripened beautifully and even though peeling all those little buggers took forever, they turned out lovely. That ride I'd go on again.
We grew a bunch of tomatoes. We canned chopped tomatoes, tomato sauce and salsa. There were even enough for two batches of Classic Tomato Soup. I left the skins on this time- it worked really well. There are more out on the vine. Even so, I'm not getting on another tomato ride this year.
I could handle another pizza topped with tomatoes, spinach and cheese. In fact, I'm going to miss this one all winter.
Out and About
A gift of a mum from my sister.
The trailer poised for use hauling wood for the stove or straw for the garden.
Show us what you've got, Old Man Winter. We're ready (and, yes, we have more than this).
A motley garden cart collection.
God's handiwork takes my breath away.
The corn patch put to rest.
Tie a rope to a branch, make a crude seat and they're happy for days.