The green bean situation over here is getting out of hand. Every day I pick a gallon. A gallon bag of green beans. Tender, lovely, tasty green beans.
NO ONE CAN EAT A GALLON OF GREEN BEANS A DAY!
I'm not complaining. I just need to get on it with the preservation. Also of tomatoes. Time to make tomato sauce. Or more ketchup. Spaghetti sauce. Something.
And now the cucumbers are coming in. You know what I have to do with cucumbers.
Make more pickles.
This is not a bad problem to have. I'm just glad that Mr. Moon is going to be making me that pantry soon.
Well, he has to be finished with the duplex by this weekend because Hank and Rachel are moving in. Honestly, he needs a vacation. He hasn't done this much physical labor on such a constant schedule since he was barely more than a boy.
Our friend that came by on Sunday morning is about to buy a farm with his wife up in Tennessee where they live. He showed us pictures. Guess what that house has in it?
A CANNING ROOM! BE STILL MY HEART! I wonder if Mr. Moon would like to make me one of those.
I sure am doing a lot of yelling today. Sorry.
So here's a picture from my walk today.
The wildlife of Lloyd. They need to shear that sheep. It must be eighty thousand degrees under that wool sweater that she's wearing. Poor thing. Doesn't the cow look like she's saying, "Don't you touch my sheep!"? I like her hairdo. It's sort of fancy up there on the top.
So yeah, I took a walk and it was horrible. I won't say more than that.
We've been having little spates of thunder storms since last night and another one showed up in the early afternoon. It was really nice except for the fact that our power went out. I decided to just go lay down on the bed since I couldn't sew which is what I had planned to do. It was so nice and cozy. Jack came in and jumped on the bed and snuggled up as he does
between my butt and my knees and then the power came back on and although I hadn't been sleeping I was so relaxed that I felt like I couldn't get up. So I just laid there for awhile and then I did get up and did a few things and made Mr. Moon a mask. I have just enough elastic for two ear loops. I hope he likes it. Mostly I hope it works.
It's raining again which is lovely. I did get a chance between storms to go out and pick those vegetables and gather a few eggs. So get this- Miss Darla was back in the nest box I took her out of yesterday, sitting on two different eggs that had just been laid by other hens. I sighed and took those eggs out from underneath her and put her two from the other nest where I'd moved her yesterday back under her.
I'd say that she's not the brightest hen in the hen house but then again, Dottie is on another nest, sitting on her one egg so maybe she is.
The mosquitoes have not abated either in their numbers or in their hunger. I had to spray Deep Woods Off on me to be able to pick the garden. I really should take a shower before my husband gets home. But hey- the insect repellent covers up the noxious sweat smell from my walk, right?
Eau de Florida Woman.
I feel a great need to share some pictures of Maggie that Lily sent recently. Here's one from last night when Maggie was trying to convince her mother that Pepper (the dog) needed a pillow.
Can you stand it? Those little feetsies, that hair, that expression? She reminds me so much of her mother when she was a little girl who, when she was trying to convince me to let her do something I did not think she should do, would say, "It's all right, Mama. It's okay," in the most placating, mature voice you can imagine.
And here's another one from today when Lily bribed her daughter to let her brush her hair out.
And if that's not a glory hallelujah head of hair, I don't know what is. It's like Magnolia June's spirit made visible.
I just saw on Facebook that the Leon County commissioners unanimously voted to require the wearing of face coverings while in any public space indoors, including grocery stores, churches and buses. HURRAY! Lily is thrilled. She is sick and tired of customers blatantly ignoring the well-being of other shoppers and Publix employees. Who knows how many lives will be saved by this edict? I'm proud of those commissioners. They did the right thing.
So that's about it around here. Anything exciting happening where you are? And by exciting I mean...basically anything? Like, did you see a sheep today?
Yeah. Like that.
I better go start making supper. I'm pretty sure that tomatoes will be involved.
Take care, y'all.
I did not see a sheep or a cow with fancy hair, I do not wish for a canning room, not in this house, If you get one i will camp on your porch and be a helper. Magnolia is a charm in this world! I do hope her hair stays curly, for all of her life! I have always wanted eye lashes and curly hair, I drew the short straw....ReplyDelete
I think Maggie will keep those curls as her other grandmother has hers to this day.Delete
I doubt I'll ever get a canning room but I sure would like a pantry.
I feel bad for that sheep. It should be sheared. I think you've posted its picture before. Past that, your gardener husband has given you a gardener's wife load of work to be done. Good luck.ReplyDelete
That may be the same sheep. I'm not sure but I've never seen more than one there. My gardener husband certainly has given me a lot to do!Delete
Absolutely nothing exciting around here. I walked to CVS to pick up Sophie's meds. It's still all boarded up from the protests/looting from a few weeks ago, and nearly all the aisles were stripped of goods, but the drugs were all there. So, I guess that's interesting.ReplyDelete
That is pretty interesting, actually. Boarded up but still functioning as a pharmacy.Delete
Life does go on, I suppose.
It's 6 pm and 101F on both the front and back porches, and my Sweetie left about 1 pm to go with our rural volunteer fire department to a fire in brush and timber on the other side of the county. She'll be home when she's home. Because it's not enough to have COVID-19 and the Orange Monster and elections, also it's going to be a dry and nasty fire season. Thoughts and/ or prayers for strength and perseverance appreciated. Oh, and mosquitoes have arrived. The Off Deep Woods is back on the shelf over the sink for daily anointing.ReplyDelete
Brush fires already? That sucks. And a hundred and one degrees? Do you live in hell?Delete
At least there is Deet for us all.
May all be well for you and your Sweetie.
No sheep, but we did see young rabbits cavorting in the yard. That and a thunderstorm was all the excitement at my house today.ReplyDelete
Cavorting rabbits and a thunderstorm are high excitement in my book.Delete
Left msg on your last post. How it makes sense having eye problems love from this mad island Maggi xReplyDelete
Magnolia June Hartman (sp) as she likes to be known is a witçhy woman of the very best kind. Remember l said this when she is 18.Maggi xxxReplyDelete
Oh, I will! And she truly is.Delete
I did not see a sheep, although God knows we have plenty of them in this country.ReplyDelete
Magnolia June DOES have amazing hair!
You do seem to have your share of sheep in GB is Mr. Pudding's posts are to believed.Delete
Isn't that hair amazing?
Love Magnolia's golden halo.ReplyDelete
No sheep, but there's a Bluebird that has taken to looking at himself in the kitchen window/door--either perched on the hummingbird feeder (hummies are not amused), hanging on the window sash or literally flying into the kitchen storm door over and over again. Have had to keep the door closed and keep the shades down as it is the only thing that discourages him from hurling himself at the glass. Bluebirds love looking at themselves in reflections, but I'm afraid he is going to injure himself.
We've had mockingbirds and blue jays pecking and pecking at their reflections in car side mirrors. And they poop all over the side of the car. I think they're trying to get rid of the perceived intruder though.Delete
after skirting around us for a couple of days we finally got rain...4" last night. why does it always have to be at night when the dog goes into panic mode and won't let me sleep. and my daughter had thick long hair similar to Maggies and it was always a struggle to get her to let me brush it out she was so tender headed. that is one awesome garden you have this year. how do you keep the stink bugs off your tomatoes?ReplyDelete
well, Florida and Texas are leading the pack with Arizona nipping at our heels. Fort Bend county, the one between us and the city in Harris county issued a mandatory mask policy starting today. in the meantime the deniers here in my town ridicule those of who wish our fellow residents would wear masks calling us snowflakes and fear mongerers.
I think Mr. Moon sprays the tomatoes with NEEM oil. I'll ask to make sure. We do have some stinkbugs on them but not too many.Delete
We've been getting rain on and off for days now. It helps cools things down. I wonder what's going to happen when the Saharan dust storm hits us?
It never ends this year, does it?
And I don't care what anyone calls me for wanting everyone to wear a mask. Names won't hurt me but the virus sure could.
Oh a house with a canning room and a pantry would be my idea of heaven. Actually I always wanted a kind of old farmhouse with a kitchen big enough to put a large sofa in. I never got it but I'm happy with my lot!ReplyDelete
Woman! I always wanted a sofa in the kitchen too! More than words can say. I knew some people who had one and it's been my dream ever since.Delete
Such a great description of your beautiful Magnolia June--a glory hallelujah head of hair! It sure is, and she is just a magnificent little being, so powerful already in her woman-child-ness.ReplyDelete