I don't make hay, but I do get me to my local CSA:
Here's what I found:
This is what I love about July in Vermont--pick-your-own strawberries and snap peas and cucumbers! I asked if the cukes were greenhouse-grown, but no!I love my CSA!
I'm so glad I went when I did, because the reason I have time to make this post is that, on what was supposed to be the first sunny day in weeks, we are having a shower, so I can't go out and move wood.
Writing accomplishments for the week: 2 humorous pieces for the local paper about The Great Sorting, hereafter to be called TGS. After I see the printed versions, I'm going to post the text, with additional photos, here, probably friends-locked. I'm also working on a longer essay on the same subject (TGS), which I may have a market for.
I guess this is why I couldn't dive back into THE GROVE. I needed to purge myself of TGS first. But it will be purged, just as it will also, one day (soon, please, soon) be over.
- Location:living room
- Mood:
energetic - Music:rain on the leaves and the deck
It was sunny all day--all of it! Sure, we heard thunder, but it stayed in the distance.
I picked beans.
I picked tomatoes.
I found one cucumber and one zucchini (it's a weird year that way, usually we're inundated).
I picked blueberries (quart number 7).
I hung out a load of laundry that dried before noon.
I helped HH stack wood.
Today it was summer! Ahhhh.
- Location:living room floor
- Mood:
content - Music:crickets chirping
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