Sunday, 20 June 2010
I just compared this to yesterday’s photo, and this tomato is noticeably redder in just twenty-four hours! Maybe I should go pick it and save it from the rodents and birds?
And, I want to add, it’s much larger than it looks here!
Saturday, 19 June 2010
I have discovered that fennel (Foeniculum vulgare), left on its own, will come back after the winter (at least in this hardiness zone). I had never grown it before, and this was one of the things I learned by doing, which I know I also could have learned by a simple web search…. So this is last year’s plant, returned. A Methuselah/Lazarus Long story from the floral world?
Friday, 18 June 2010
Indeed, today was a bonus day: we visited the Haus d’Pumpkin for the second time this week!
Alas, Señor Pump declined to appear today; this photo is from our first visit….
Thursday, 17 June 2010
Afternoon pop-up storms are good for the ’maters, but may be accompanied by hail and/or lightning, which are scary. And wind.
Due to requests, I’ve posted yesterday’s recipe here.
Wednesday, 16 June 2010
I harvested basil and sage from our front garden to augment this baked cacciatore. I substituted turkey for the chicken (along the top of the photo). Needless to say, we gorged ourselves.
Shoulda put the salami slices on TOP of the poultry, though….
Tuesday, 15 June 2010
From March 2008. Although it’s overcast, the birds perch on the Butter Jesus’s right hand.
Lemme note that some motor around here sounds like a vuvuzela (typically B♭, WikiPee says, but my ears don’t know enough to determine if this droning noise—a saw perhaps?—also is).
Shocking news (via nn.com): the Butter Jesus has melted. Lightning.
And they’re having an ongoing “aftershock sequence” in SoCal/NW Mex.
And this all means…?
Monday, 14 June 2010
I dodged the heat and humidity today by staying inside—and doing laundry. Ho hum.
Meanwhile, the tomatoes are enjoying the heat they grew accustomed to in Mesoamerica (or thereabouts).
Sunday, 13 June 2010
Poppy from northern Michigan, a few days ago. Several hours after I took this photo, the rains came and it became a sodden heap.
We’re kinda sodden heaps around here if we head outdoors. Sticky hot.
Saturday, 12 June 2010
Not meaning to rub it in, but here’re the peppers we came home to. They’re supposed to be sweet, but I have my doubts based on their shape. I’ll use science tomorrow when I pluck and taste one….
Friday, 11 June 2010
We came down US127 through much of Ohio, and passed through the bottom of a goodly storm cell. We drove through hard rain for maybe fifteen minutes—that would be fifteen LONG minutes. Lesser rain lasted for, maybe another forty minutes. The rain in this cell came down so hard that it was standing in the fields, making the corn little green sprigs in a flowing lake. (I don’t know if this was the tag end of the Texas/Arkansas storm.)
The other notable cell we passed beneath was this one, in Kentucky. We were a bit buffeted by the wind by this one, whereas during the Ohio one we just noticed downdrafts, but not lateral winds.