We finally got rain, after 20 plus days of 90 degree plus weather. Despite watering the garden, it was looking fried by the heat, humidity and sun. The zucchini plants are starting to die off with little harvest already.
Garden goodies - canned sweet pickle relish, green and wax beans (the wax are doing much better than the green this year), hot pepper mustard sauce canned (a mix of hot banana peppers and organic yellow mustard), and it's delicious on chicken or meatballs (a recipe handed down from a friends Mother who has since passed), some of our black raspberries that we are harvesting in abundance this year. Not sure what's happening to our red raspberry bushes, but nothing much from them this year. I may have been too late in putting out the bird deterrent.
Purchased sweet corn to freeze in case our own home grown is not enough. It is grown locally, and not by a farmer. The corn hair brush works great to remove the hair bits. We are still waiting on our own sweet corn (planted late due to a cold May).
Speaking of Christmas, I am losing my steam to plow ahead with the advent gifts. I think the lack of communication with anyone may be the reason. So why bother? Unless someone wants to borrow something, or needs something from us, we don't hear from anyone. I guess, we are both tired of doing things for other people, that just expect from us.
As for self care, at a minimum, I finished the following book, and crocheted a matching granny square for our book blanket.
I am not fond of this author. I have read 2 books by her. I think I may have one more book by her, but they seem all the same with the same sort of plot etc. The ending was very long and drawn out with some drama.
I am reading a much different book now, by Ariel Lawhon and it is very good, but it is long. A 400 plus page book. It's taking me a while to read, as the garden (amongst every other thing) is keeping us very busy. Maybe too busy, and we are both ready for a slowdown.
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We don't have a true garden but do have things planted in various places in the yard. The guy who cuts our grass ran over the tops of the green bean plants and they never produced, so we are down to tomatoes, cukes, and a single cantaloupe.
Blessings,
Betsy