Friday, August 7, 2020
Friday, July 31, 2020
We all know sometimes objects "speak" to us. This was a moment yesterday when my friend Jackie put these lovely roaster pans in her booth at Town Peddler. It is sad to let things like this go but we all know we can't keep everything.
We hope that Stella and Jo's roasters go to someone who has a big old farmhouse where they can be admired, or even used.
Signing off now, going to realestate.com to see if any farmhouses are for sale. Happy Friday!
Sunday, July 5, 2020
Instead I am playing with mine, diligently hunting out suckers so I can train my tomatoes up a string, a method recommended by Karen, The Art of Doing Stuff.
If you have read her posts you will know she is a hoot, so even if you can't do stuff that she writes about, (or have no desire to) you will enjoy her posts.
Another gardener I miss so much is Dad's Tomato Garden. Some of you will remember him, I know Ma will. I always think of him when I look at my tomatoes. Happy Sunday and let me know if you have a ripe tomato.