To all Mothers',
I wish you a sincerely happy day.
I've mused on this subject before,
but
it's completely different now in the
age of a global pandemic.
Mothers missing their grown children,
not being able to see their grandkids,
it's profoundly hard.
But,
Mothers aren't defined simply
by a celebrated day.
We are defined by our children.
Mother Theresa said it best in this quote...
That is how I hope my children remember me.
It is pretty much the way I remember my mother.
Some words to describe her world be...
Strength, Determination, Confidence,
and Smarts.
I wouldn't describe her as stunningly beautiful
in the way an artist would paint a woman,
but stunning in the way she held herself.
Her green eyes held her pain and dashed dreams
that she never let surface.
So, my sister and I became her world.
Not in the smothering kind of way,
but in a single minded determination
to let us have the best life could offer
in the face of our collective losses.
For that I am continually grateful.
If you can hear me Mama,
I miss you...
❤
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Some of last week's harvest.
That's blueberries and cherry tomatoes.
The dark brown cherry tomatoes are
called Kumato's.
The flavor is milder than a typical tomato.
This makes them incredible in salads
and other dishes because they don't
overpower the taste.
More of the harvest.
More tomatoes, artichokes, broccoli, Italian sweet peppers
a mirliton and yellow summer squash.
The first cucumber this season.
More for my homegrown salads, yay!
Know what these are?
That's right!
Brussels sprouts.
They aren't ready for harvest yet.
This is our second attempt.
We had some last year,
but the plants all died.
Maybe it was too hot then.
Potato flowers.
That means these guys are ready for harvest.
Tomatoes
A plethora of blueberries
A small sunflower.
It isn't one of the huge "plate" sized ones,
but it looks like we'll find out in a few days what color.
Part of my herb garden
And,
as usual, I have an audience.
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The front mailbox garden.
The mums like it in this spot.
All of these are last fall rescues.
So very true
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Deep thoughts on chips and dips.
Ha!
Ever eat a thick dip like this one and have
the chip (a bagel bite in this case) crack?
I deliberately put a gentle pressure on the chip
while scooping to avoid cracking,
but
inevitably it did.
Now the dip has pieces of bagel and crumbs
imbedded in it.
I had to send in reinforcements.
So, I chose a sturdier looking chip to
rescue the remains of the wounded one.
I vetted that particular chip for its muscularity.
so, now I was feeling optimistic that he'd
get the job done,
but was it up to the challenge?
That answer was a resounding, NO.
So back I went to have the others stand muster
because my "A Team" chips were falling
steadily to the cause.
I recruited a likely challenger and went in slowly
after my recon of the dip and its terrain.
It's all systems GO.
Gently, I began the scoop,
but then I felt a tell-tale crack!
Not again!
I immediately stopped, considered the
alternative, then employed a sturdier finger.
It turned out that it was a win-win situation.
I got 3 chips and way more dip.
It was finger-lickin' good.
Story of my life.
😞
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Stay Safe!
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