Capped off this rainy day with one overflowing shepherd's pie. 🍂
The last thing I packed from mom and dad's place in Maine was a bagful of lupine seedpods, to live on at our place in Vermont. Seems fitting. They loved those lupine dearly. You don't need a calendar to tell you it is June in Maine or Vermont, the lupines will tell you themselves.
Every year we try a few new things in the garden. More than just another tomato variety, a true experiment in getting to know one more food source or growing method. This year it was cattle panels + garden clips for tomato trellising (👍🏻), LOTS of cardboard (with a little hay on top - purely for aesthetics) between rows for weed suppression (👍🏻), and black beans for drying. My plan was to grow the plants out for seed, not for consumption. I had a small amount of seed that was a gift from a friend and wanted to increase that supply for long term use. It worked out really well! About a tbsp of seed went into the ground, and now I'm holding nearly a quart of dried beans. 1lb, 2.4 ounces to be exact. I'm for sure going to scoop a cup out for sampling in a savory autumn bean soup, but mostly they are for next year's seed. Bigger planting, bigger harvest. Incredibly high garden real estate needs aside, I'm fascinated by the convenience of homegrown dry beans. You just plant and forget about them until late in the season when they're dry on the vine. Harvest the pods, and shell whenever you have the time... say, during a January blizzard. Then, store on the shelf for years. It's a novelty for sure, but I wouldn't mind putting up 5-10 pounds of shelf stable supplemental protein each year. Just gonna need a heck of a lot more garden space to do so. 👩🏻🌾 #cherokeetrailoftearsbean
Sexual assault is falsely reported 3-5% of the time. When a weather forecaster tells us there is a 95-97% chance of rain, we believe them. We grab an umbrella. When a woman tells us she has been sexually assaulted, she is not believed. Even though there is a 95-97% chance she is telling the truth, she is not believed. *That* is misogyny. Thank you @glennondoyle for the reminder.
Early in the week I made a long list of things we need to take care of, most of them require physical work. A handful are less physical, but still equally important. Today I focused on those things. Checked them off my list while resting and keeping things low key. Why are we sold a barrel-through-it-all ideal? How about this instead: Slow down. Respect your body. Tend to your well being. Dig potatoes and haul tomatoes, or sort seeds and start rosemary cuttings; it all matters just the same.
Thankfully it's been cool enough on the screen porch the last two days for the peppers to hang on just fine. Still, I'm not thrilled they didn't get into the freezer the very next day after harvesting. You just can't beat a perfectly fresh pepper. Adam's taking the lead on processing this morning, and I'm (slooowly) assisting as the grateful albeit convalescing gardener. 🙏🏻🌶👩🏻🌾
Still under the weather, but hoping I've turned a corner. All of my yarn except my current WIP is packed, and of course I'm not feeling inspired to pick that one up right now. I finished my book and have been catching up on screen stuff. Started watching the news... I mean, The Handmaid's Tale.
Not feeling quite right, but hoping a bowl of bonebroth that's been simmering rice until perfectly overcooked is all I need. Such good under the weather food. 🍵This book and a new season of Call the Midwife doesn't hurt either. I think this summer has caught up with me. ✨ #almostcongee #butnotquite #stillnourishing