Category Archives: REALITY

If you’ve been following my normally quiet little life since mid-August you know I’ve been dancing happily around the yard picking crabapples and grapes and pears and apples and peaches and tomatoes and the rest of that vegie garden stuff, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

This has been an unbelievable year in terms of the crop.  Had I known, I would have planted the Roma (plum) tomatoes you need for bulk in a salsa, but for the past several years I’d be loaded down with … Continue reading → Continue reading →

A picture would’ve been better, but I was too embarrassed to holler for help and a camera. I got hung up in the grapes this morning.    You know how even though you’re afraid of heights you find yourself on … Continue reading → Continue reading →

If I ever get a full time job, I wonder what I’d do come harvest?  This morning, picking the last ripe grapes, I hear a familiar hum, the hummingbird behind me, wondering what I am doing there.   I realize that … Continue reading →

The frugal waste-not nature of my mother and my father that too sadly slipped by one of my sisters makes me pause mid-field and without my mind’s control my feet take me to the apple tree, the one that Bandit–the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Grapes are growing on the peach trees, the peach trees planted themselves in the vegetable garden from fallen fruit, there’s a grapevine in the path in the back yard, and more on trees in my neighbor’s yard where Andy threw … Continue reading → Continue reading →

At CVS Pharmacy this morning, I tell the manager behind the counter not to order "my" cigarettes anymore–they used to hide a box for me under the counter.  She loudly congratulated me, told the other girl I’ve stopped smoking and … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Just as I’ve learned to use the second phase pulp to make crabapple sauce instead of squeezing it like crazy and making lots of more work for myself just for jelly, I’ve learned to use the excess juice if the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

It’s funny, even at my age the school year affects me.  Once based upon the agriculture and seasonal harvest, the school year continues with its summer-free schedule.  I’m still looking for a class to take, even as I look for … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Cool breezes come in, take the kitchen heat and the sweet scent of crabapple sauce and jelly back out the window, seducing the hummingbird at the windowbox feeder as home breathes in, breathes out.

Three couples, the six of us, some blushed red with heat, some flushed with white wine, a tangle of legs, appetites hungry, filling our needs with sweet meat and butter, not speaking but gasping with pleasure and after the frenzy, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Tried to take a photo of myself this morning but this old woman just kept getting in the way…

Isn’t it pretty? Such a lucious foamy raspberry pink!  While I ran out for yeast–regular old Fleishman’s since the one I had here is too old and the wine order with the Montrachet won’t likely come in till next week–the … Continue reading →