Wednesday, February 05, 2014


Up from the ground came a very nice tomato plant, that I did not plant. If I had, it surely would not have looked this good. Frost was coming so I covered the plant and everything was saved. The next cold blast came in the middle of hospital stays and brain surgery and Christmas celebrations; so I picked the tomatoes in hopes that they would ripen after the fact. Sadly, it was not meant to be. They were as hard as a rock at picking and, even though one had begun to turn red, they never did do much. Some began getting brown spots and I eventually tossed them. It was fun while it lasted and quite a novelty in our house. Reminded us of the time we fed the goats watermelon and after moving the goat pen we had watermelon the next winter.

Monday, February 03, 2014

oyster roast


My brother hosted an oyster roast.
We had a great time with family and friends and of course good food.
Missing Seth.
Thank you, Chris!