tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post3086513319027816286..comments2024-03-28T09:51:50.148-04:00Comments on Bless Our Hearts: A Saturday Which Has Served Saturday's PurposeMs. Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-15744486548702292012017-03-20T09:58:35.968-04:002017-03-20T09:58:35.968-04:00The pickling looks beautiful. I kind of like that ...The pickling looks beautiful. I kind of like that "dirt" taste of root vegetables, actually. Poor Violet! She tried so hard! Are all the eggs stinky? Could there be a survivor in there somewhere?Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-50176533401403410242017-03-19T12:13:21.241-04:002017-03-19T12:13:21.241-04:00Thank you, Jenny!Thank you, Jenny!Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-85404149799429375992017-03-19T12:13:07.853-04:002017-03-19T12:13:07.853-04:00I love growing things. It's a definite need wi...I love growing things. It's a definite need within me. I am so grateful to be able to satisfy it with my little bit of dirt here. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-23256667948633264442017-03-19T06:22:45.841-04:002017-03-19T06:22:45.841-04:00Your beets sound delicious. And beets look delicio...Your beets sound delicious. And beets look delicious, which is a big part of tasting delicious. What a nice post. Jenny Woolfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16881781466502273314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-89430602903758287402017-03-19T00:30:47.434-04:002017-03-19T00:30:47.434-04:00Yes, oddly enough, but I forgot I called them that...Yes, oddly enough, but I forgot I called them that. That Hankhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05514310999129694443noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-51456961352098674492017-03-18T21:37:42.996-04:002017-03-18T21:37:42.996-04:00I looked at those carrots with awe that they actua...I looked at those carrots with awe that they actually came out of your ground planted by your very hands. I've never grown a vegetable. How satisfying that must feel. I love beets. I too love the color but not on everything. Another good day, sounds like!Joannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08015888228309968515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-89744080999458550992017-03-18T20:38:23.638-04:002017-03-18T20:38:23.638-04:00I will, darling NOLA. I will. Here they are plant...I will, darling NOLA. I will. Here they are planted in late fall/early winter. As are the carrots. And I damn sure should have planted the onions then too. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-31673276169920821812017-03-18T20:20:23.707-04:002017-03-18T20:20:23.707-04:00I adore beets. We grew up with only the canned va...I adore beets. We grew up with only the canned variety and I still remember the look on my adult sister's face when she had a fresh beet for the first time. EPIPHANY OF GLORIOUS DELIGHT. that's also how I felt about my first fresh green beans. Well, we grew up in a remote part of the world and there were no fresh vegetables, but we survived and now as an adult I still get to discover the glory of freshness, so it's still a win. <br /><br />I have beets roasting in the oven right now, to make the beet-farro-feta-pecan salad that I'm so obsessed with this year. And you've reminded me that I picked up some glorious carrots from the farmer's market that I need to enjoy. <br /><br />I am very curious about how yours have turned out! And doggone it, come hell or high water, I'll be planting beets next year. Please post when you plant, to remind me. NOLAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05572754078356812922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-21355651313965911612017-03-18T20:12:58.149-04:002017-03-18T20:12:58.149-04:00It does feel really good, Liv. The way their littl...It does feel really good, Liv. The way their little dinosaur claws feel on my hand is amazing. <br />I am no marvel but I surely do pay attention to what's happening. And what would I have to write about if I did not?Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-65307495412497513312017-03-18T20:11:44.782-04:002017-03-18T20:11:44.782-04:00Well, of course. The whole time I was pulling beet...Well, of course. The whole time I was pulling beets, cleaning beets, boiling beets, peeling beets, slicing beets, and making the pickling liquid, I was thinking of you. <br />And Trinky and Tronky, of course. <br />Do you ever still get side-head aches?Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-37239741305920591522017-03-18T20:09:04.402-04:002017-03-18T20:09:04.402-04:00I love the color of the juice of beets, especially...I love the color of the juice of beets, especially when some spills into the porcelain sink. I would to have a little chick eating out of my hand, I'll bet it feels really good.<br /><br />You are a marvel, Mary, at all the things you get down in one ordinary day.livhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00091094639074377780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-92182455830427610742017-03-18T19:45:52.189-04:002017-03-18T19:45:52.189-04:00Trinky and Tronky! Please save me some beets. Trinky and Tronky! Please save me some beets. That Hankhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05514310999129694443noreply@blogger.com