Sunday, July 08, 2012

Return to the driveway

The driveway is booming'. Squash has taken off and I need to find some recipes tout de suite. Peas are blooming. It's really pretty exciting. We picked about 15 tomatoes yesterday, mostly cherries, and two squash. And the pumpkins are coming!


The girls picked a bunch of the pea flowers for me. Very sweet. I even have some watermelon coming up from seed, but don't know where to put it. Lena,the cat, has been "helping" me a lot today. I think she missed us.




Have to figure out when to pick the green zebras.


Wilds of Wisconsin

Back today from the north woods of Wisconsin. It was crazy hot, 100 degrees some days and humid like the inside of a just-used running shoe, which meant we spent all of our time in various ponds, lakes, and rivers. It was beautiful and fun there, and we got to see almost all the relatives... Matt and I went golfing together for the first time in six years with John and Roger. I didn't suck as badly as I thought I might after all that time. Great Grandpa John came and visited a few times. Grandpa Terry built a play set at the campground and dragged the beach at the campground lake, and all around took great care of us.

We stayed at Grandpa Terry's campsite in a popup for a few days, then into Auntie 'Licia's camper for the rest of the time since she has a/c. There were toads, clams, and fish to catch in the lake (okay, clams don't really try to get away but that doesn't detract from the fun for the 3-5 set). Kyra and Nora got to play with their second cousin Amelia a lot, including planning a pirate trip with the map of Wisconsin, and I got to hang out with Melissa, which was bonus!

I learned a few things: brown leeches don't care much for people, but still have their creepy fu regardless (the first one I met was about six inches long!). Mosquitoes live in the grass there, and still like me and mine better than almost anyone else. Clintonville fireworks are still the best I've ever seen. Catching lots of fish is the best ever for the kids, but takes a lot of work for the poor parent who has to keep removing the hooks from those tiny hungry fish and rebaiting the hooks with worms. I cannot swing from a rope swing (no, there is no video evidence, thank you very much). I now know the best way to cook a tenderloin, thanks Grandpa Terry!

Next, perhaps an update on the driveway farm...