If
you’d told me on Monday that by Friday I would have found a new home for the
white bedroom furniture and also purchased a new sewing machine, I wouldn’t
have believed it. I waded through some weighty issues and came to conclusions.
The proof will be in whether the furniture actually leaves. I’m a little
nervous. Although the womenfolk are abuzz (my sister, her daughter,
and the daughter-in-law), in my world, if I can’t get my guy on board, then it’s
all for naught. So, this story is a work in progress.
And
the new sewing machine, a Bernina 630, is on hold for me at Stitches and Petals
in Moscow. I love my 430 and will continue to use it, but I’ve been thinking of
adding a machine when the time was right, and the time was right when the price
was right. The 630 is now discontinued and there was a deal, so I went for it.
After
that flurry of activity yesterday, we came again to the farm. Mike mowed. I
picked raspberries – probably three quarts again – and also watered. Now I’m
picking zucchini and lettuce, too. My gardens are looking good. Even my carrots
are growing.
I
could see the pie cherries had turned bright red, so I picked them – all 20 of
them. It looked like the birds had eaten only a few. It’s about a third of a
cup of cherries, so I think I’ll mix them with some peaches and make a small
crostata.
Late
yesterday afternoon I walked Nellie down the lane where I examine the black
hawthorn trees. I’m thinking of trying some hawthorn berry jelly. My tree book
says the “haws” have an “insipid” flavor. I note that one recipe mentions cooking
the haws with elderberry, but the haws are ripening now and the elderberry is
best in October. I guess I could always save the juice, but I think Nick and I will want to taste the pure product first.
Whatever it was that hit the cherry blossoms, probably a frost, evidently missed the apple trees. This "awesome" apple tree is laden with apples, many of which are unreachable. We don't spray this country tree (or any tree), so we might find them wormy when the time to pick comes around. Someone told me the apples are better when the air is cooler.
Well,
there’s more work to do. Later . . . KW
4 comments:
Ah. These are the good years.
We all have challenges. How else would we grow?
Those cherries are VERY sincere. How are the pears coming along?
The cherries were sincere -- just not many of them. I added them to two peaches and a cup of blueberries for a mixed fruit crostata. If we have pears to pick, it won't be until the first of September. I can probably buy a box mid-August.
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