Yesterday I pulled my onions and they look gorgeous! I'm hoping to enter some in the fair. I also need to plant more sets today for a fall harvest. We do go through a lot of onions. We've been getting a fair amount of bush beans. Hopefully, I will figure out this ancient pressure-canner without blowing it up! I did freeze beans last year, but didn't really like them that way. Haven't canned them yet, so we'll see how that turns out. Peas are about finished, but I did plant for a late harvest of peas, pole beans, lettuce and Eight-ball squash. Peas and squash have popped up already. I really don't know if there will be enough season left for the beans to finish.
Tomato plants are huge and fruit set. Can't wait for them to grow bigger and ripen. I think I have some banana peppers to pick today, some beans, and most definitely zucchini. Who want some fresh, huge zucchini??? I can't believe my sisters were here and left without at least one each. Tonight I will make zucchini quiche and bread. Good thing Z. lasts a long time!
Loving the garden. The Lord has really blessed it this year. Love my sunflowers in the middle of it, too!
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Thursday, July 02, 2009
Joy........
Swaying in the hammock, dappled sunlight through the maple tree, birds calling one to another, gentle breeze, and my grand-daughter asleep on my chest..........
Cool quiet evening, contented steers with tails switching, pasture grass waving, and my baby, my beautiful daughter, in chore clothes and boots, singing.......on the wind comes to me lilting Celtic songs.........
Watching my beautiful, first-born daughter, mother her child. Her first born daughter. As my mother watched her first-born daughter mother her first-born daughter. Generations of first-born daughters...........I watch her mother, effortlessly. Naturally. With complete Love.
It brings me complete joy.
Thank you, Jesus.
Cool quiet evening, contented steers with tails switching, pasture grass waving, and my baby, my beautiful daughter, in chore clothes and boots, singing.......on the wind comes to me lilting Celtic songs.........
Watching my beautiful, first-born daughter, mother her child. Her first born daughter. As my mother watched her first-born daughter mother her first-born daughter. Generations of first-born daughters...........I watch her mother, effortlessly. Naturally. With complete Love.
It brings me complete joy.
Thank you, Jesus.
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