First things first:
Our baby is 20 years old today!
Happy Birthday, Rachel!
We are making special efforts to be sure
that this little girlie doesn’t forget her “Auntie Rach”.
(So far she gets it right every time!)
We miss, miss, MISS you!
We are counting the days!
This splash of color gives me a sudden burst of joy every time I see it.
Certain Man and Middle Daughter both bought mums for me in the last week.
I have never had much luck in keeping them over the winter.
You know what?
I’m going to try again!
Shady Acres had its first hard frost last night. I looked out at the expanse of yard and saw the markings of white that circled around. In the area that is from the house to about a hundred feet out, (a point where the “concentration of vegetation” lessens) there appeared to be no frost. I wonder if my flowers might have made it through. Certain Man is quite sure that the lima beans did not. I am sorry on one hand. But on the other, over 75 quarts of frozen lima beans from my little patch is nothing to complain about. They surely did not owe me anything. I did think when I picked them this week and got over two bushels that it might be my last picking, so I picked them “tight” — taking some that I would have left if I was certain to have another chance at them.
Remember this picture?
Certain Man is antsy when his yard looks like this.
So he got busy the very first night and worked and worked on it.
Then Chainsaw Gary came down and worked almost every day–
cutting up the usable branches into logs for his outside furnace,
and stacking the brush on a pile.
He has hauled a nice amount of firewood up to his house.
Yesterday, he came up and loaded the brush on his dump trailer
and hauled it out to the old burn pile.
(Yep, Certain Man is starting a new burn pile!)
Today, this is what it looks like in the side yard:
All cleaned up and ready for the winter.
One of these days, we will get the deck railing on and it will all look a whole lot better.
It’s a gorgeous day in Southern Delaware.
I am having trouble concentrating on house things that need doing.
Now that this is done, I really have no legit diversion.
I guess that means:
“Kitchen, kitchen, here I come!”