Monday, August 03, 2009

Bounty Shmounty



More squashes, I think these guys are going to be soup, creamy w/ fennel and chicken and maybe lemon.





And the other day I found this guy in amongst the tomatoes. It's funny b/c just the night before I was on the back porch doing what I do best and this huge moth flew in and was hanging out by the light. Which is a pretty common occurrence but this moth was way bigger than they usually are about the size of a humming bird but still not that odd so I forgot about it. Until the next day when I looked up that crazy looking caterpillar, it's a tobacco hornworm (often confused w/ the tomato hornworm) and saw that those type of caterpillars produce the moth that I had seen.









The business on it's back are the cocoons of parasitic wasps ouch! So I guess that's a good thing for our tomatoes?



I really need to post more pictures of the whole garden, I keep taking them but never feel like editing them down and putting them up. Maybe this week?




Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Hey look there's Greenie charging up . . . pretty cute!







Thanks Again G. & Benét



Tuesday, July 28, 2009



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Tuesday, July 21, 2009

BLEVIN !?!






Saturday, July 18, 2009

. . . Is That You John Wayne ???* & Peep The Crookneck Goodness BITCHES!?!






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Some of the garden's bounty soon to be stewed and curried, YUM!


* . . . Is this me?


Saturday, July 11, 2009

" . . . Here's Another Clue For You All, The Walrus is All Fat & Balding & Has Horrible Teeth!?!"*










* Not to mention filled to capacity
W/ fear & self-loathing !!!



Monday, May 25, 2009

Garden '09 Pt. 2




Sometimes I forget to shout to the world just how much the great Shirley Collins ROCKS !!!

I've been listening to her 1967 joint "the Sweet Primroses", I always forget just how much I enjoy that album. Anyway here's a somewhat applicable lyric:


Cambridgeshire May Carol

Arise, arise, you pretty fair maids,

And take your May bush in,

For if that is gone before tomorrow morn

You would say we had brought you none.

Oh, the hedges and fields are growing so green,

As green as grass can be;

Our heavenly father watereth them

With his heavenly dew so sweet.

I have got a little purse in my pocket

That's tied with a silken string;

And all that it lacks is a little of your gold

To line it well within.

Now the clock strikes one, it's time we are gone,

We can no longer stay;

So please to remember our money, money box

And God send you a joyful May.


Here's what Shirley had to say about the song in the original LP liner notes:

Wherever May Day is still observed in Britain it is still fairly pagan, even though sometimes, as in this song, it has Christian bits grafted on. It's not all ribbons and blossom though, for the terrifying black hobby horse still dances through Padstow in Cornwall to welcome summer in. I learned this from Jean Ritchie, who was taught it by Rossell Wortley. I love what this song evokes so much that I sing it all the year round.



. . . And after much fallow lying, finally made some more(?) progress on the garden. Hopefully tomorrow We'll get some seeds and tomato plants to plant. And then Smörgåsbord can begin for all creatures great and small !?!