Have you ever lost someone you loved so very dearly? Almost 9 months have somehow passed since we lost my mom and still some days I am shocked and heart-broken anew. Did she know we loved her so much? I still dish up too many plates for dessert sometimes and a few days ago I stood in the room that was hers and cried. I miss her company. Sigh. More time. More time will ease the ache and loss, though never the hole.
It seems like our summer was here and now gone.
First, it was day after day of HOT, unseasonably
so, weather. Up in the 80s, the 90s...Way too hot
for us Western Washingtonians! Like boneless chickens, we lose all ability to do anything useful as we wilt. Too hot to do any more planting or weeding outside. Just when I finally had gone through my closet and found capris, short sleeved shirts, sandals.....South it went! Now, the low temperature tonight may supposedly reach the upper 30s and it's been nothing but gray skies and cloudbursts and gullywashers!
I LOVE IT!
What else have I been up to? Hmm. I had loaves of onion mustard sourdough and Italian Hersbs & cheese breads in my freezer, left over from the Farmer's Market & Spring Festival, so I sliced & diced & dehydrated them!
It's going to be a 'fruit' year for sure, if the pests don't get all the goods. The apple trees are loaded with little apples and even though Dave hard-pruned the pears, there are quite a few of them, too. The Italian Plum is loaded, but one huge major branch split and needs to come down, so not as many plums as we thought. What can you really do with plums, anyhow? I mean, you can eat SOME, but boxes and boxes?
Mama Deer has twins this year. She's very flighty and we only catch an occasional glimpse of her.
The perfectly pretty peonies pleased Pam. There. Say that 5 times real fast!
Hobo Dinner. THAT is not a new thing and it is so easy that you'll want to run to the kitchen right now and fix yourself one for dinner. Or lunch.
Yum, what a feast!
NOTHING is better than this bean dish. Try it. You'll thank me.
It's great for potlucks, too.
I realize that a lot of women go to work and spend many hours away, but with a chronic illness like Lyme Disease, it was a hard road to travel and none of us has recovered very well yet.
Well, I'm sure more stuff has happened than I have remembered to write, but I'll stop rambling for now. God has been good to us and I thank Him every day for His love and blessings to us. This farm is my happy place. All those years when I was a child, living in duplexes in the city with my single mom, I dreamed of living on a farm. Well, I also dreamed of eating all the whipped cream I wanted, but never mind that! Until next time!