Out and About

 

First, let's talk about that radish suspended on the fence. 

It was a lunker.  

I still don't think the fence position adequately illustrates its size. 

Maybe the fact that it was five-bite radish (big bites) would help.  AND it wasn't pithy.

So far, it's been a great radish year.  Some of mine have gone into salads, but most have gone one by one into my mouth while watering the rest of the garden.

Upon arriving at the radish planter, I pick one out, douse it off thoroughly with cold water and bite it.

Sampling veggies right inside the garden enclosure provides the ultimate reward for all the cultivating, weed pulling and watering.  

A second set of radish seeds has already popped up, so it looks like I've got daily rewards coming for a while. 

I do have point out, however, that today I'll probably not sample a fresh-from-the-soil radish.

I do not need to water!

Thankfully, we received some much-needed rain off and on throughout the day.  

We also received unwanted wind, which did not enhance my mood after having spent several hours mowing the lawn on Friday. 

The wind, of course, blew limbs and leaves all over my newly manicured yard.  

I finally brought out the lawnmower again in late afternoon in between showers and retraced a few swaths made the day before, just for clean-up. 

It looks okay this morning, especially thanks to the cleansing and refreshing rain. 

Yesterday's weather played havoc with the downtown Farmer's market.  I learned that from a lady while on my final final mission of shopping for flowers at the Flower Farm.  

I had visited the Farmer's Market earlier in the day, when it was fairly pleasant and the weather was just issuing threats of rain and wind. She, however, visited later when heavy gusts were doing a number on tents and merchandise.

Twas a crazy day weatherwise, but that wasn't stopping folks AND chickens from getting out and about. 

I came across the chicken scene near the junction of HWY 95 and Selle Road.

 I've decided, from watching the driver of the car in front of me, that herding chickens may even rival cat herding.  

She finally gave up and drove on.  Fortunately, the lone chicken in front of me was nice enough to go home before I moved forward.   

Hattie, a recent participant on the Idaho State Champion high school girls golf team,  is not just an  outstanding multi-sport athlete and legend at Sandpoint High.

This graduating senior also does music, and she helped entertain at the Farmer's Market yesterday.  

Part of the audience enjoying two youth orchestras yesterday, included Dad and Hattie's grandparents, Duane and Marilyn.

Duane and Willie have coached together for several years, and, yes, Hattie was a key member of their girls basketball team. 

Duane told me yesterday that he has hung up his coaching shingle and is fully retired.  Fifty plus years of working with young people has made Hattie's grandpa a local legend himself.
 

Friends Dyno and Kathy were checking out the veggies at the market. 

Karen, who directed the youth orchestras performing at yesterday's Farmer's Market, addresses the audience.
  

I'd never seen Kim in dread locks, but yesterday I learned that she crafts them and sells them, saving folks a lot of time in growing and styling those locks. 

She also makes and sells a sweet-smelling fly repellant which can be rubbed inside the ears and on the bellies of horses. 

I decided to try a jar on Lefty who is tormented by flies throughout the summer.  He seemed to like the stuff as I rubbed it on his belly but not so much with his ears.
  

When I heard my friend Carolyn say she was about to turn 80, I stopped in my tracks with astonishment. 

If we could all look so good when we reach that point! Some people just have the genes!

Baskets by Sharon Gunter---one of the many artistic offerings at the Sandpoint Farmer's Market.