The word this week is a great one for me. I mean, heck, when it comes to describing weathered I could just put my picture out there (don’t worry I won’t, don’t want to scare the regulars) but it would be the epitome of the description. But it brings a question to my mind. “Does weathered mean by years or could it be by cold or heat or etc.?”
So far this year we have had the coldest weather we’ve had in several years and it definitely has taken its toll on my vegetable garden, flowers and fruit trees. The papaya trees were loaded with fruit. I suppose it only zapped the leaves on the trees and the roots are safe (positive thinking babe.) If it did get the roots as well I will just replant. I’m almost sure all I need to do to the banana trees is just cut them back to the ground and they will sprout new babies. But it is too cold to get out there and mess with anything right now.
Sooo… I should be working on the rewrites of the two novels I have perking on the back burner. Maybe perking is not the right word because I haven’t worked on them in weeks. Oh yes, I know I should and now that it is too cold to work in the garden it is a perfect time to write. Do I have writer’s block? No, I’m just plain old LAZY, can’t lie about it. I even know the finish and everything; just need a good kick in the butt to get moving. So with that said I better get busy.
Thanks for stopping by please come back soon.
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Yesterday morning the fog was so thick in our area that you could almost slice it with a knife. Okay… okay I’m exaggerating, maybe… a little, but the fog was thick. It was pretty to me. Of course I didn’t have to drive in it. I like almost all kinds of weather except bad storms and there is even beauty in that. God has a purpose and reason for everything and He controls the weather. Like anything else in our lives we can look for the good or expect the evil; I prefer the good. No I would not like fog every day nor would I want rain every day. I’m just thankful that I don’t control it one way or another.
I’m trying to decide what I want to plant in my spring garden. It isn’t an easy choice since I have limited space. I just always pray that God supplies me with enough to share. And He does. I guess I’m greedy because I want to try everything. Some of the things I plant make it and some don’t. In my opinion that is just part of being a gardener or farmer; taking chances. This past fall was the first time I tried to grow cauliflower and it is coming along fine. I’m sort of proud of it but I believe I will have to wait until next fall to plant it again since we have some very hot summer days which start early in Florida.
Wouldn’t it be nice to have five or ten acres to grow whatever you wanted? Ahhhh… but it is only a dream. At my age I probably would not be able to keep up with that much land. I will just be thankful for what I have and that I am able to work it. We are sort of planning to add two more 8×4 foot raised beds which will double my space so that’s good. I’m thinking maybe I’ll give okra a try.
Thank you for stopping by and until next time I will be pouring over seed catalogs and dreaming of a bountiful harvest. God bless.
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RISK Yeah I know that I’ve been showing you my vegetable garden but every now and then I need to sneak in a flower or two. I just plain love gardening whether it is vegetables or flowers. Like I said before I’m a plant collector. The photo above is my ginger blooming. Those little beautiful pearls will soon open to gorgeous flowers.
I had to take the risk to show you because I so want you to see them. Recently I watched a tv show that demonstrated how to get ginger started from a piece you buy at the grocery. I purchased a small piece for seventy cents then I broke it into three pieces and planted those in pots (it was about a month ago.) They sprouted and are about three inches high. I can’t wait to see what their bloom looks like. I’ll take pictures of them growing but I forgot to today.
Okay; on to the vegetable garden. Everything (except the onions) is growing well. I planted sweet peas where the onions were supposed to be and several of them have sprouted.The squash are blooming. We actually had fried squash blooms at supper. They were absolutely delicious.
The pepper plants are loaded with small peppers. They are too spicy for me so I’ll give them away but it is fun to see them grow. And the tomatoes are looking strong and healthy.
As you can see I have been very busy outside and loving every minute. Today we raked and bagged leaves and we’re only half way there. I save some of them in the compost bin but there is just too many to keep them all because we have several oak trees and an equal amount of Laurel Leaf Cherry. And on that note I will say good night because I am so tired. Please come back soon and let me know what you are growing and how it is going. I forgot to show you my pumpkin plants but God willing and Jesus lingers I’ll show you later. And of course my Dutchman’s Pipe vine; the blooms are so wonderfully beautiful. One fell of the vine and I opened it and found seed sooo guess who is saving Dutchman’s Pipe seeds.
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I don’t like to use the phrase “Bucket List” because in my opinion it is way over used. I’ll just call my list a Wish List or Dream List but never the less it is a list of places I want to visit. My husband does not like cities so one of my sons usually escorts me to the cities I want to see before I die. San Francisco was on that list and my oldest son took me there a few years back.
This clock is on the old Ghirardeli Chocolate building; can’t you just smell the wonderful delight. I believe the company has moved to another building but when it was there the wonderful aroma filled the air.
San Francisco is a fabulous city with so many things to see and do. When we made our travel arrangements my son told me to make sure to bring a jacket. I thought this strange since it was the middle of July but since he has traveled more than me I did as I was told. Boy was I glad I did the morning we got up early and went to Pier 39.
It was fresh market day and they had everything from beautiful cut flowers to fresh goat cheese. We enjoyed steaming cups of coffee and sampled the warm baked bread and cheeses. The fresh fruit and berries made the perfect dessert.
The post is supposed to be about time and that was one of the most perfect times that I have been blessed to enjoy. The city was great but sharing the adventure with my son made it even more special. If you get a chance to go I highly recommend it and make sure you go to fresh market at Pier 39. That alone will make your trip worthwhile. Yes, I do have a few other places to mark off my list but one day I plan to return to San Francisco.
This clock is across from the pier and you get a tiny glimpse of tents of the market.Time… what a wonderful thing to have and share. Thank you for checking out my post. I usually do not use as many photos but hey TIME… what can I say. I will get back to posting about The Creek but until then I have so many other things to say.
Thank you for stopping by and enjoy the time you are given because God did not promise us tomorrow. God bless.
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I have not been doing the Daily Post but for the last few weeks I have tired the Weekly Post. Why? I’ve been busy working in my yard and vegetable garden. But having a life is no excuse for not writing. Everyone has a life, right? I have two manuscripts that I have also been working on sometimes… once in a while… almost never.
You can’t get published if you don’t finish the manuscript! I tell myself this all the time but most of the time myself doesn’t listen. If I ever go out in the yard and walk around I am usually hooked and will be out there for hours. There is always some work needed in my yard and/or garden. I love that work but I also tell myself that I love to write but I am lazy. But I don think lazy is the right word; maybe procrastinator works better because I have good intentions about writing. But you know what they say about good intentions, right?
I am optimistic that I am going to do better and finish those two novels because I have a lot more stories in my head. I just need to stay in the house and work… work… work. I can work in the garden during certain days and save the evenings for writing. I say certain days because housework (I hate it) must also be done.
Thanks for stopping by and please come back soon. Hopefully I will do another post tomorrow. God bless.
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Now you might think I’m crazy but I missed Old Red screeching out a crow saying it was time to get up when it was still dark outside. I missed him escaping through a hole in the wire of the chicken pen and scratching in the leaves looking for bugs; and Momma chasing him out of her flower beds and garden. I didn’t miss Pearl as much because mostly she just clucked and stayed in the pen. It seemed we were slowly erasing everything from the farm except our memories. Now our life was the Creek just like all the neighbors. We all struggled to get by but shared what we had and were happy to help anyone in need. Everyone had memories they liked to talk about. When the weather got warmer they would stop by and sit on the edge of the porch dangling their feet and legs over the side and recall better times. Sometimes if Momma was caught up with the laundry she did for the fancy ladies in town we would walk to where people were gathered at someone else’s front porch and listen to the stories. While the grown ups talked the kids played chase or baseball in the street. It had not rained in weeks so the red Georgia clay had been ground by vehicles and feet to a soft, orange powder. Our bases were smashed cans and nobody had gloves. We used a short weathered-gray board for the bat. When someone would slide for a base the dust would swirl and settle over all of us.
As the days grew longer and warmer Momma dug a five gallon bucket of chicken poop from the pen. Then with Daddy’s old push plow she tilted the compost into the soil and made a garden. She planted rows of peas, beans, squash, potatoes and tomatoes. If everything came up and did well we would can them and have vegetables for this coming winter.
Now we slept with our windows open and listened to the crickets and the low hooting of an owl hunting in the woods behind our house. I would look out the window and watch the fireflies darting about in the darkness. A soft breeze slipped in and cooled the room. I was getting to know the survival techniques of the Creek and had come to love the life I now lived. I thanked God for not punishing me for my mean thoughts and selfish actions and promised to try and do better. Then with a heavy sigh I rolled over onto my side and fell asleep.
Thank you for stopping by. I hope you come back soon for more tales. God bless.
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I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah and Happy New Year. We got to spend Christmas with our oldest son and wonderful grandson. Our youngest son is a minister and could not make it home this year but we keep up the hope for next year. He is working for God and that is what’s more important. Again our oldest son had New Year’s dinner with us. We are so blessed that both our sons are Christians and we all have a close relationship.
Did you make any resolutions? Did I? I don’t know that I would call it a resolution but I do plan to work more on my manuscripts and try to continue my Creek posts.
So I will see you on the Creek later. Stay safe and God bless.
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