It's a beginning.
Some green beans, a cuke and a few Sungold 'maters came from the garden to the house yesterday. A couple of the 'maters didn't make it to the house.
They tasted mighty fine.
Garden harvest 2025 is off to a modest start, but with some hotter weather coming next week, I'm expecting to be much busier keeping up with it all.
A side note to this topic: I've enjoyed garden salads with vinaigrette dressing three nights in a row.
Normally, that would not be a big deal, but considering the fact that I haven't dared to eat salad for several months, it's a great feeling.
So far, my gut has been pretty quiet about the salad invasion, and I hope it stays that way.
The c.diff infection last fall followed by a few colitis months has led to a very limited diet. Happily, however, these weeks after steroid treatment have given me hope.
My digestive system is far from being back to normal, but it's behaving much better than even a month ago.
For that I am grateful, and, as long as it behaves, bring on the salad!
Let me tell you that these are really neat kids.
They live in the neighborhood, and I enjoyed visiting with them while drinking a glass of their lemonade yesterday.
They didn't have paper cups so customers had to drink from other glasses which needed to go back to the house after the lemonade stand closed.
That opened the door to some quality conversation.
Henry and Emmy are very involved with their individual interests. Henry told me that he runs another little roadside store near his grandfather's house.
Emmy likes dancing, and she's been taking riding lessons.
I also learned that Grandpa was going to take them boating yesterday afternoon.
It was a lovely interlude while doing some neighborhood errands.
Mom and Dad can be justifiably proud of these enterprising youngsters.
Bill and I drove down Boyer last night after having dinner at MickDuffs. The Festival at Sandpoint has begun, and the streets were packed with cars in the south part of town.
We saw our son Willie who was supervising a parking lot near Washington School where parking fees will help support boys and girls basketball at Sandpoint High School.
We were immersed in Festival crowds for two or three years back in the early 1990s. Bill was in charge of the ushers, so we spent our fair share of time with those crowds and enjoying concerts.
They were good times, for the most part, but these days we're happy to drive by and then head home to the peace and quiet of our farm here in Selle.
I tried on a pair of Hyer boots yesterday.
They felt and looked good, but I had actually gone to North 40 to purchase a new pair of slacks, so I didn't buy boots.
Nonetheless I enjoyed meeting two ladies representing the Kansas City boot company as well as a North 40 staff member.
The object of trying on these boots, even if you don't plan to buy, is that you could win a pair for free.
So, I took my turn, pulled on the boots, did the scratch card and found that I could get 25 percent off the regular price of $290 for the pair I had tried.
I really liked the fit and the look, but at my age, I don't wear them enough to make it worth the purchase.
The ladies were all very gracious, and it was a fun time at North 40.
They'll be there this weekend with their boot display. So, if you're in the market for a quality boot with a neat history behind the brand, go see them at North 40.
Great meeting you, ladies.
Yesterday's version of CB, the Impatient, at the gate.
This morning I decided to take him to the lane first. No drama but he sure couldn't wait for his friends to come because he doesn't like being alone.
The nice part about his gate antics is that Bridie gets to do some serious staring.
Well, it's a lovely day in the neighborhood, so I'm going to wish all a happy Saturday and go enjoy the sunshine. Happy Saturday.
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