Saturday's weather leveled all of my squash plants. Over two dozen of them. Sunday, my muck boots sank 3 inches the first step into the garden. I still picked peas, but left the garden after that. In the evening, Oldest Daughter stopped in so Hubby could look at her car. She joined our front porch cookout and we had a nice visit. She left with a dozen farm fresh eggs and a quart jar of goat's milk. Monday, I found the squash plants had straightened back up, but found one full row of broccoli leaning. Many of the squash plants are yellowing and browning - too much rain. Today? Foggy, and rain later. It's pretty bad when the front page of your newspaper reads, "Rain Rain Go Away." I am thankful for the broccoli I cut Monday morning before the rain arrived again . The family voted for broccoli salad made with homemade "marzetti" dressing.
Inklings from the Farmhouse, embracing balance and new beginnings.