Yesterday it rained all day, seldom ceasing. The garden slowly flushed green. The rain tanks filled. The beans began to make fruit again. The cucumber plants perked up and tiny cucumbers appeared in the patch. Thank goodness for the rain.
Attila will not have to spend long hours in the evening watering the garden, at least for now.
It is overcast again today.
The humidity makes it unpleasant, even though the temperature is reasonable for summer.
The pepper plants are doing well this year. Most of the green peppers will be diced, frozen, vacuum sealed, and frozen. Most of the jalapeno, banana, and pepperoncini peppers will be pickled and canned. A few of these peppers were roasted, dehydrated, and powdered. I want to try my hand at a roasted pepper and garlic herb mix. A six quart of peppers yielded about a third of a cup of powder.
Yesterday I canned two litre jars of peach pie filling. We managed to get two more 3 litre containers of peaches, but many of them are green and not quite ripe. After sorting through them I discovered an overripe peach, such a variety. Peaches are messy to process. After bathing them in boiling water for a minute or two, then dousing in cold water, some skins still did not slip off, and I had to resort to using a peeler. This year I put the pits in a mason jar, covered with a little white vinegar, and a few tablespoons of ACV with the mother, then topped up with water. A coffee filter was secured as a lid with the ring. I will stir this mixture daily and keep it in a dark cupboard. I have not made peach vinegar before so this is an experiment. If it fails little will be lost.
We have been enjoying our zucchini and tomatoes every day for the last week or so. I saute onions in olive oil in the cast iron skillet, add diced zucchini and tomato, sprinkle with two teaspoons of a garlic and herb spice (no sodium) and simmer until the zucchini is tender. Into a casserole dish it goes, to be topped with about 100 gm of grated cheese. When other items are ready for dinner, the casserole is heated in the oven to melt the cheese, then served. The only vegetable in the dish that did not come from the garden is the onions. We haven’t tried growing onions, our soil is difficult for root vegetables.
The day stretches before me. There is no pressing project waiting, unusual for this time of year. What shall I do? Soon, as I prepare my morning coffee, and then my breakfast, I will just know what I’d like to do with this precious time.
Ginger is ruling the roost. He has taken over my easy chair, which he vacates immediately when I approach, so that he can sit in my lap and be petted.
I was thinking today of all the beautiful people I’ve loved and lost to time. I don’t live in the past, but I wholeheartedly live with it.
Updated on Tue, Aug 23, 6:25 AM
FEELS LIKE 21
Wind 4 N km/h
Humidity 99 %
Visibility 13 km
Sunrise 6:20 AM
Wind gust 7 km/h
Pressure 100.9 kPa
Ceiling 900 m
Sunset 8:00 PM
“A day’s work is a day’s work, neither more nor less, and the man who does it needs a day’s sustenance, a night’s repose and due leisure, whether he be painter or ploughman.”
George Bernard Shaw
1856 – 1950