On Wednesday, dinner was planned. However, company spoiled my plans. This was going to be a dinner of several courses: cheese and crackers and Coke, followed by a salad, then there were strawberries for later. I came back in to a hot Coke, soft crackers, and very hard cheese. The salad was eaten about 11 pm and the strawberries after midnight.
That screwed up my plans to sort the box of things from the car. I did get to look at the grocery ads for the coming week.
His visit was welcome, so that is not the problem. It is just that I had plans that involved food and we stayed outdoors and then he took me to show me a building. Then, we sat in the car and talked. No, this was not a personal relationship and visit.
I have given up on having Hosta in the yard. I now have them all potted and on a round table. Kitty may have eradicated all chipmunks, but I will take no chances for a while. This round table, a dining table, now holds all my plants. Why couldn't the chipmunks have an appetite for weeds or thorns?
Since I plan to make a squash casserole, I have to figure out the recipe in my recipe book or online. As I remember, there is squash, buttered bread chunks, and cheese--all layered twice. But, I decided to look on the internet.
This is where it all went sideways. I know mine did not have soup, eggs or any of the other dozen items I found on the internet. I first made squash casserole in the late 70s and obviously it has evolved. So, I am going with cheese, squash, bread and butter. Did I mss something?
After a stormy 11 minutes last night, the day has been a beautiful June day. The sun is shining. But, I think we are going to have another session tonight and tomorrow. The storm was worse in other places and people lost power and trees. Hopefully, the predictions are wrong.
So, Thursday was a beautiful day, contrary to the prediction. How was your day?
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Thursday, June 20, 2019
Monday, May 13, 2019
Maybe. . .
Just, maybe my yard has been rid of horrible little chipmunks. There are signs.
Yesterday, as I came into the house, I saw a bit of color I had not seen in several years--a wild strawberry. For years I would eat them straight from the ground. This is not a case of gathering a bowl full, just a few here and there as I walked to or from the car each day.
The second sign is the return of Hosta. There were about eight huge Hosta that were destroyed last year, or was it two years ago. Plus, the two Hosta in pots on each side of entrance to back yard were destroyed. Tiny bits have returned and not been eaten.
The third sign is the lack of interest in my yard by my new cat. When she was not mine, she spent every day stalking chipmunks in my yard. Now, I never see her! Part of the problem with her absence is that someone else has appropriated my cat.
At any rate, I found a wild strawberry Saturday. It was bitten, so I just picked it and looked at it and was happy. I have hope. I wonder how much nutrition wild strawberries supply. ???
That reminds me--I have strawberries in the refrigerator that need my attention!
My hypertufa pot is still in the car because it is too heavy for me to lift. It is on the board and wrapped in plastic. Every day I must unwrap it and spritz with water to keep it damp so it will set up. If it dries out, it will crack.
Okay, I have things to do. And, I am hungry and in need of an injection so I can eat. There is no rain today, unlike the last four days, so it is going to be a good day no matter what happens.
Do you ever see or eat wild strawberries? Mine are the size of a green pea, sometimes twice the size of a green pea.
YOUR TURN
Yesterday, as I came into the house, I saw a bit of color I had not seen in several years--a wild strawberry. For years I would eat them straight from the ground. This is not a case of gathering a bowl full, just a few here and there as I walked to or from the car each day.
The second sign is the return of Hosta. There were about eight huge Hosta that were destroyed last year, or was it two years ago. Plus, the two Hosta in pots on each side of entrance to back yard were destroyed. Tiny bits have returned and not been eaten.
The third sign is the lack of interest in my yard by my new cat. When she was not mine, she spent every day stalking chipmunks in my yard. Now, I never see her! Part of the problem with her absence is that someone else has appropriated my cat.
At any rate, I found a wild strawberry Saturday. It was bitten, so I just picked it and looked at it and was happy. I have hope. I wonder how much nutrition wild strawberries supply. ???
That reminds me--I have strawberries in the refrigerator that need my attention!
My hypertufa pot is still in the car because it is too heavy for me to lift. It is on the board and wrapped in plastic. Every day I must unwrap it and spritz with water to keep it damp so it will set up. If it dries out, it will crack.
Okay, I have things to do. And, I am hungry and in need of an injection so I can eat. There is no rain today, unlike the last four days, so it is going to be a good day no matter what happens.
Do you ever see or eat wild strawberries? Mine are the size of a green pea, sometimes twice the size of a green pea.
YOUR TURN
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