Tuesday TwitterdeeG'day!

Well, I've spoken to Polly, one of the ladies from Down Under who is currently up above us in Calgary but soon to be on her way down to Idaho. 

She says they're off to get the rental car.

I asked, "Have any of you driven on the right side of the road?"

"No," she said.

"Have any of you sat on the left side of car to drive down the road?"

"No," she said.

"Who gets the honors of driving first?" I asked.

"Joyce," she said.  

The plan is to use a relay strategy where everyone gets a try at driving.  

"Do you say 'Hail Mary's?'" I asked.

"No, I don't, but I'm sure we'll say a lot of 'Thank God's,'" Polly responded.

Our other plan is for Polly to call me from Cranbrook, and then I'll head up toward the border to meet them.  She says the car will be recognizable by its Australian flag in the window.  

So, the saga of meeting my Aussie guests will soon begin.  We laughed a lot over the phone when she "rang me up," so that's a good sign.  

I told her to expect their temporary living accommodations here at the Lovestead to be comfortably clean and neat but warned her not to look behind any doors, lest things thrown inside should fall out.

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Their arrival later today gives me a chance to attend to a few other items around here, maybe even get the horses all spruced up for their company.

Poor Lefty.  He gets to stay in the pasture for a few hours and then has to stand in the barnyard for most of the day before a short pasture run at night.

Some horses are like people.  They walk past food and it piles on them.  Lefty is one of those, just like his owner.  

I feel sorry for him but also tell him that even though he doesn't understand, his weight reduction plan is good for him.  

Anyway, I might give each one of them a little haircut and trim their whiskers so they'll be presentable for the company. 

I've  also noticed a few cherries getting ripe on the tree in the north lawn, so I might do some picking.  Every year it's a competition between me and the birds.  I usually get one cherry to their ten, but if I can scrounge out enough to make some jelly, that will be nice.

The garden is starting to produce plenty of goodies to go in our salads.  Last night we enjoyed the best crunchy lettuce I've ever raised along with a Walla Walla sweet onion, some dill, and several chunks of beautiful celery.  

There's a tomato out there that should ripen within the next week or so and a cucumber in one of the manure gardens almost ready for slicing.

My peas have pods and they're starting to fatten up, so we should be enjoying them soon. 

The strawberries have been "to die for" in flavor and size this year.  It's a struggle to fight through the jungle to get to them but well worth all the thistle pokes.  

Love those summer dinners with all that fresh stuff, and this odd year is oddly providing us with garden goodies aplenty. 

Guess that's enough babble from me on this g'day when our Australian mates are coming.  Actually, Polly and I were both pleasantly surprised that neither of us had to utter any "huh's" in our conversation. 

So, the talking will probably reach the overflowing stages as soon as we all meet up. It will be fun.

Happy Tuesday.