This weekend, in between all of this:
(Dehydrating cherry tomatoes)
(Yellow squash pickles; never had ’em before, hope they’re good!)
(ALL of the corn came in this weekend. I spent a lot of time blanching, bagging, and freezing)
(The peaches from our harvest, when sliced and bagged, filled up a one-gallon bag. Pretty good for a tree Fred just planted last year!)
Mayfly.
Spotted Cucumber Beetle.
There was plenty of this:
(Heart-shaped tomato)
(The Deadliest Catch. Edgar is my secret boyfriend.)
(Zoe makes herself at home in the front room.)
All in all, a very good weekend.
Previously
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: It doesn’t have that ring of finality to it, that “I’m ending this goddamn email, see?” air.
2004: Why the fucking hell shouldn’t men cheat on beautiful women?
2003: Could I be more boring, yammering on about my email address?
2002: No entry.
2001: No entry.
2000: I guess I should clean under the couch a little more often, huh?