GENEROUS GARDEN

Ah! Bountiful garden

you left me no room

for idle wondering.

Vegetablegarden
When we came home from our two-week vacation last Wednesday, we were greeted with ripening tomatoes and peppers. The weather had been good during our absence. Rain came once a week. Immediately, I harvested the ripe fruits. That same afternoon, overcome by excitement, I canned tomatoes even if I was not prepared to that day. As a result, I broke two quart canning jars. I forgot that the jars and the water had to be the same temperature to prevent breakage. After the two mishaps, I was careful to keep the canning water just warm and to let the canned tomatoes and water heat up and boil at the same time.

Since Wednesday, I have been busy using up the tomatoes. I have been blanching and peeling and canning, and even sharing a few of the fruits to neighbors and friends. To date, I have canned 20 quarts of tomatoes. When it got a little tiring, I decided to try making Salsa. I don’t know what to expect. The recipe I used turned out sour and vinegary. I wonder if the extra boiling would make the flavors blend and mellow a bit more.


And I made a big batch of spaghetti sauce using a family recipe. I froze some of the sauce for use when our days get too tight.
Sauce Pot

Well, I guess that was my roundabout way of explaining my absence from WordPress. :-)

MORNING DEW (for Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge)

Morning Dew on Reeds

The Angels tossed kisses on the grass last night

while the moon bathed the ground

with its silvery light

and while the world was asleep

God gathered them all

and strung them into gems

to wrap His gift of a new dawn.

Morning Dew

The other night, our family camped in my in-laws backyard.  The sun flooding our tent woke us up the next morning.  Outside the tent, the grass was laden with dew and the mist was just lifting up.  I took macro photos.  It was not hard to get a nice dew arrangement since they were everywhere.   I enjoyed  photos of the dew so much that I took some more pictures the following morning.  Here are some of them.  I have more to share when I get around to sorting them.

Morning Dew 4For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge:  Water/Winter.  For once, I am on time.  :-)

Thank you for coming by.  A blessed Tuesday to you. :-)

 

MY CROCHET PROJECT (for WPC: Texture)

 

Crochet thread

The thread is familiar.   I know how No. 20 Crochet Thread, the one by Aunt Lydia,  feels like.  I know, too, how it would feel and look like when worked by a Size 10 crochet needle.  I’ve been working on this project, a filet table cloth with peacock motif, on and off for about eight years now. I know its weight on my lap.  I know where I switched needles because I see where the project tapered off a bit.

I started the project after the birth of my second son so that I would have something to do while watching him and his older brother.  At first I worked fast.  I worked during the day and nights when I had no chores and when the boys were asleep.  I crocheted during long trips.  Then, the piece got bigger and bigger and it took a lot of my seat space.  It also got harder to keep track of the pattern.  I ended up unraveling most of what I had done.  That was frustrating.  I decided to stop working in a moving car.

Then I had more children and more chores and other interests.  I only managed to pick up my crochet project during our regular visits to Maine.   I am now in the last 20 rows of this table cloth.  Fortunately or unfortunately, I used a bigger thread size.  My finished work will be too big a table cloth, but I think, it will just be perfect for a queen bed.  Turning it into a bedspread will also hide the mistake I made with the needles.  Christmas time.  I am looking at Christmas time for the main body of this cloth to be done.  Then, I will decide if I will crochet around the edges to give it a finished look.

Crochet2WPC:  TEXTURES

ABANDONED ROSES

Roses of the roadsAbandoned roses
flowering by the roadside
child of Providence

Roses by the Roadside2

unadorned faces
vagaries of life revealed
truth is beauty

Roses by the roadside

Where roses flourish
even the loneliest place
cannot be too bad.

~~~
It is a delight to see roses anywhere. I found this rose bush growing wild in a vacant city lot. Perhaps, at one time, somebody planted and tended it, along with at least one other variety  that I saw bloom in early summer. Yet now, on their own, hardened by the seasons, they flourish. If only all roses are like that. :-)

Thank you for coming by.  God bless you.

INDIFFERENCE (for DVerse Poets)

 

Yellow RoadI went to search for beauty

in the fields nearby

walked past the daisies

and the butterflies

over yellow clover

into the pond

where algea bloomed

and a single swan swam.

Seeing familiar sights

I returned with empty hands.

~~~

For DVERSE’s Meeting the Bar prompt, Brian wants the community to write a poem in 50 words or less. :-) Come, join the pub.

Thank you for coming by. Happy weekend.