Let me start this morning with Larry.
His photo may not fit the rest of the collection, but he IS playing Farmer Jake.
While on my way to the Flower Farm yesterday, I spotted Larry out in his driveway on what appeared to be a meticulous dandYlion attack.
Larry and I used to work together at Sandpoint High School.
Then, he flew the coop and headed NORTH to Alaska where he worked the rest of his career as an education administrator.
Well, now, he's lookin' a lot like his dad Elmer, and I'm betting he's loving spending a good portion of his year on the old family farm.
Twas nice to see my friend, and we promised to get together for a real visit one of these days.
I also saw friends at the Flower Farm and once again, we all savored the visiting.
My purpose in going to the nursery involved finding a plant to put in the metal tricycle flower holder my sister-in-law Joyce gave me last year.
Found one and was told it probably needs to be in a little bigger container for the roots to expand.
I also grabbed a few ponies of impatiens to add color in the wagon-wheel bed. Daffodils have come and gone, and so until the cut-flower mixture of seeds comes up, the impatiens have added a nice touch.
We were supposed to have a rainy day yesterday, but the wet clouds held off until last evening, allowing me a chance to race my lawnmower around patches of the yard most infested with dandYlions.
Unfortunately, if I used my friend Larry's method, the job could take the rest of the dandYlion season.
So, another round of decapitation seemed reasonable.
And, the lawn looks so beautiful this morning with that evening clean-up.
Also dding to the esthetics: baby apple and blueberry blossoms.
Definitely eye candy soon to become yum yum.
Speacking of "yum, yum," yesterday also marked the first time we enjoyed the delights of our Lovestead "farmer's market."
Yep, the asparagus is up, and the first batch of spears went into the oven to bake in oil before being slathered with margarine, salt and garlic powder.
As usual, that baked asparagus is just like eating candy. SO tasty, in an asparagus sort of way, that is!
With luck, the asparagus will keep popping up for the next month.
I'm hoping so anyway, because my friend, the doc who's working the front lines in New York City, likes our asparagus.
I'm looking so forward, when she returns, to handing over a clump as a small token of appreciation for the care she has been giving others for the past few weeks.
Like so many others, I was sad to hear of one more event that has gone down for this year because of Covid 19.
It's very understandable why the Lions Club made the decision to cancel this year's parade and fireworks.
Still, it reminds us that our world has changed and not just out there somewhere else where we can read about it in the paper or watch it on TV.
Happily, one event we all love in Sandpoint will go on and in a very practical sort of way.
Read below.
Our local Farmers' Market is opening this Saturday.
As with pretty much every public event, it will be different.
Here's the scoop.
During covid19
Customers and vendors please read:
The Farmers' Market at Sandpoint is committed to providing a venue for vendors to sell their products and a place for
customers to find the highest quality produce.
Due to the healthconcerns surrounding COVID19 we are implementing new safety protocols.
We will continue to adjust our market operations based on the CDC guidelines and the stages of reopening Idaho outlined here:
We ask that you familiarize yourself with the following changes.
We are in a new location while we operate as a modified
market. We will be in the city lot across from Joel's
Mexican Restaurant.
We will limit the number of customers within the
boundaries of the market. Please send 1 member of your
household (if possible) to the market.
The market will offer only staple products like vegetables,meat, cheese, bread and soap.
Leave your dogs at home.
Do not eat at the market.
Be patient!
Be kind!
Finally, this morning, I'm including a story pretty much common knowledge to anyone who has grown up on and lived the farm life.
It IS the best way to live a life for many reasons, even hard work.
And, this athlete has discovered the many of secrets we farm dwellers have known throughout our lives.
Work never ends, nor does passionate love of the lifestyle.
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