Saturday, August 30, 2014

What Is It?


A puzzle . . . of which, more tomorrow . . .










Friday, August 29, 2014

Web Woes


Our internet is still down but thanks to Justin and Claui and the loan of a handy-dandy little WiFi gizmo, we are back on line, more or less.


Meanwhile, there are more tomatoes to can and cucumbers to deal with . . .


 And perhaps, if all goes pear-shaped, the kittehs will lend me their cardboard box. . .

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Lily + Ali


When our great niece Lily visited a few weeks ago, she and Ali pretty much fell in love. He slept on the bed  with her and, now that she's gone, he comes up most days for a quick check of the upstairs guestroom, just to see if Lily might have come back.            


A few days ago we received a really  sweet thank you note from Lily -- and a  handmade placemat for Ali.

He loves it -- but what he really wants is for Lily to come back. . .


Monday, August 25, 2014

Yes, I Can


I've told this story before but I love it so much, by golly, here I go again.

Almost forty years ago, after we had made our move to the farm and become caught up in the farm way of life, back in Tampa, one of my mother's (and now one of my) friends was at a fancy cocktail party, chatting with my mother.  The friend asked how I was doing in this new environment.

"Oh," said my mother, probably rolling her eyes and pursing her lips, "She leads a very different sort of life." There was a dramatic pause (at least, as I imagine it) and my mother lowered her voice. "She cans."

And I still do . . . Having used up a lot of freezer space with corn and with tomato herb sauce, I started canning tomatoes -- just a start, And I picked a basket of apples to make applesauce but used way too much water and it's more like apple soup. Hmm, maybe it'll be nice to braise pork in. Any suggestions? 


Sunday, August 24, 2014