Archive for July, 2011

Pony Express

Saturday, July 30th, 2011

The other evening Mary Ann called to say that Anita had extra corn from her garden, and wanted to know if Bernie and I wanted a few ears.

We don’t have any corn growing, so I quickly told Mary Ann “Heck yea, we’d love some corn! Do you want us to come down and get it?”

“Nah. I think Anita wants to bring it to y’all.”

When the dogs started barking like crazy about an hour later, I looked outside to see this:

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A special delivery via Pony Express!

This is Mary Ann’s horse, Baby:

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Baby is incredibly handsome and sweet. He sure doesn’t look almost 25 years old, does he?

This is Anita’s horse, Bo:

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Bo is a Senior Citizen as well, but he’s incredibly handsome, too.

The corn tasted amazingly sweet, and Anita invited us down to pick as much as we like.

I think we’ll take her up on that.

Although the Pony Express delivery was much more interesting.

Summer Canning, Vegetables, Flowers, and Animals

Thursday, July 28th, 2011

When I left mama’s to come home, I also left the USB cable that connects my camera to the computer. As a result, I’ve taken several pictures the past two weeks that I wanted to share with you but couldn’t until the USB cable arrived. So……. now that the USB cable is here, I’ve got a bunch of pictures to share. And I’m going to share most of them right here, in this post, and tell you what we’ve been up to for the past couple of weeks……

This year we’re doing all our canning outside, and I am loving it.

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We’ve been getting an abundance of cucumbers. And we’ve been canning a LOT of pickles. We’ve got close to 100 quarts now.

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Our tomatoes are just starting to come in. This is the first we picked – it’s a Mortgage Lifter.

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Not all our tomatoes are that big, but we were sure pleased that the first we picked was!

The peppers are starting to come in now, and we’ve been getting lots of beans. I’ve got a crock full of string beans and onions fermenting now. They should be ready in another week or so.

The sunflowers are doing great. They were all blown over during a storm when they were about a foot tall, but we staked them to fencing, and they recovered nicely.

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The turkey poult is growing like a weed. She’s getting bigger and bigger each day and, as an only child, she is incredibly spoiled.

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Poor Jake is molting and is down to only a couple of tail feathers.

He really seems to like being a daddy. He goes on walk with Sarah and the baby quite frequently.

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It sure makes me proud that Jake and Sarah are such good parents.

Dolly still thinks Duke is her best friend.

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And Duke still chases her all over the yard.

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My sweet friend, Elinor, sent me some lily bulbs in early spring. We didn’t have the flower garden put in yet, so I planted them in pots. They’ve started blooming, and I think they are just beautiful.

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That one is called “Scheherazade”.

This one is called “Debbbie”.

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Summer is my favorite time of the year. I hope each of you is having a wonderful one!

Elvis is Always Thinking

Tuesday, July 26th, 2011

Elvis knows if he sleeps with his head…..

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right on the water dish……

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he won’t have to expend a whole lot of energy…….

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when he wakes up thirsty.

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Elvis likes to think ahead.

Gyros and Tzatziki Sauce Recipe

Friday, July 22nd, 2011

Summertime on the homestead means an abundance of cucumbers, and Tzatziki Sauce is a wonderful way to use a couple of them. I usually make a double batch to eat on salads, but one of Bernie’s favorite ways to eat it is on a Gyro. My walking buddy, Mary Ann, asked for the recipe for Gyros and Tzatziki Sauce, and since I was going to type it up for her I decided to post it here, in case any of you may be interested.

The Gyro meat recipe is best if mixed and then refrigerated for at least an hour before cooking. This is an adaptation of a recipe I found online quite some time ago.

Gyro

1 pound ground lamb, or hamburger, or venison
1/2 cup finely diced onion
2 cloves garlic (minced)
1 – 2 tsp salt
1 tsp black pepper
1 1/2 tsp cumin
1/4 tsp nutmeg
1 tsp oregano
2 tsp fresh lemon juice

Mix all ingredients in a large bowl. Divide it into six portions and shape oblong patties that are about
two inches wide and six or seven inches long. Put these on a plate and refrigerate them for at least an hour so that all the seasonings blend well.

Grill or fry the patties until they are well done.

The Tzatziki Sauce recipe was adapted from one given to me by my blog buddy, Becki. I like to make a double batch and use it as a dressing for salads.

Tzatziki Sauce

8 oz sour cream
8 oz yogurt
2 medium cucumbers
1 tbs olive oil
1 tbs fresh lemon juice
1 – 2 tsp minced garlic
salt

Peel the cucumbers and then slice them in half length-wise. Scoop out all of the seeds. Shred the cucumber, and then squeeze the shredded cukes with your hands to remove as much liquid as possible. I usually place it in a colander for 1/2 an hour or so when I finish squeezing it, so that it can drain off any additional liquid.

Combine the sour cream, yogurt, olive oil, lemon juice, and garlic in a medium sized bowl and mix well. Add the grated cucumber and mix. Salt to taste.

I make thick tortillas to use with the gyros, but you can use flat bread, pitas, or anything like that.

Place one of the patties in the middle of your bread and then add chopped lettuce and chopped tomato on top of it. Then add as much Tzatziki Sauce as you like and you are ready to enjoy a tasty Gyro.

As a side note – I often save the cucumber juice that I squeeze out of the cucumbers and put it in a small jar in the refrigerator. I use it as a toner for my face after washing in the summertime and it feels wonderfully cool and refreshing!

Helluva Man

Tuesday, July 19th, 2011

My father passed away on July 7th, 2011. He took a piece of my heart with him when he left.

He was given a military funeral, with full Honors.

It would have made him proud.

And it would have made him even more proud to know he was buried in jeans and a t-shirt, with his fishing hat and favorite lure tucked in beside him.

Daddy wasn’t one for putting on airs.

He was my father, my friend, my confidant.

He was a helluva man.

And my heart aches for him.