Saturday, August 19, 2006


Weekend News...

Every Saturday night, I get a letter from my Dad. Full of his week's goings-ons. You know, like the crow he shot and hung, spread eagle, over the garden fence. Farmer MacGregor would have been proud. Or the snake he shot while it was poaching one of his birds' nests- don't mess with his baby birds. Or, on a less violent note, the 500 pounds of gravel he moved from point A to point B. His letters always end with a few words of wisdom. Being good and doing good and using your brain. Thought I'd make this a little return note to the folks at home, since the weekend is slow, blog-wise.

Mom, here is that dragon fly fabric I was telling you about. Isn't it pretty? I think it'll go well with the other blues you have for Jon's quilt. I was able to get 2 yards. I have been on a post card jag, here lately, so maybe a 4x6" piece will be missing when I mail it to you...

Papa, look at that corn!! Yummy stuff. (My Dad is the quintessential corn fan- that's why he shoots the crows. He even pickles corn. I don't know how it's done, exactly, but I remember, as a child, that it involved a 50 gallon trash can and skimming mold off at regular intervals. blech! But he says it's quite tasty. An acquired taste, no doubt. Very sour.) I have frozen a total of about 55 quarts. None pickled. Why ruin perfectly good corn? And tonight was the last of it. Glad to have it done and over with, although, to be truthful, I rather enjoy it- my feet are the only ones that complain. I also canned the first tomatoes- a small basket. 25 quarts. But it is a start and with the corn being done for, I have time on my hands. While waiting for the last batch of corn to cool, I sat down to a bowl of corn and a sliced tomato from the garden. The ox is worthy of his hire, eh?


Bekah's stitches are looking appropriately gruesome. Every time I change the bandage, she smiles a goofy grin and says, "That looks wheeled." Weird. I told her she was like a quilt now, all sewed up. She says, "Mom, I don't have stitches all over me!" Posted by Picasa

10 comments:

quiltpixie said...

better a quilt than frankestein which was my DS's name whenever he's got stitches...

cher said...

poor child-what did she do to have to have stitches? how sweet that your dad writes to you each week. hurray for getting to the end of the corn freezing.

Melzie said...

wow pretty fabric and YUMMY on the corn :) xoxo melzie

teelduo said...

aww kiss little Boo for me! Tell her I love her even if she is all wierd.

Sue said...

C'mon, you can't just pass over the story about the stitches, that's like having a page torn out of the book!

Sarah said...

what is this about boo having stitches?

The dragonfly material is adorable! Where did you get it?

How was setting up the quilt show?

Miss you!

Love, Sarah

Ann said...

I love the dragonfly fabric! And how fun that your dad writes to you every week.

Peni said...

What fun fabric! It will be the perfect relief for mostly somber tones...and I don't think I'll begrudge you 4 x 6 worth.

I'm glad our beans are done, too. But we'll have another run or two of corn yet. The tomatoes are just coming along - canned the first for the season yesterday. I have a fair idea how your feet feel, maybe.

Love you so, Mom

Robin said...

I love the dragon fly material.
I hope Rebekah is doing better.

That corn looks yummy. I canned most of our corn. I don't have room in a freezer to freeze it. I only have our kitchen freezer now. Our deep freeze died. One day, I want a new one.

I have canned about 75 or 80 quarts of tomatoes. Some juice, some whole tomatoes. I have sitting on my front porch, another 4 five gallon buckets full of them. I will do them tomorrow. Like you, I enjoy canning, even though my feet are screaming for mercy at the end of the day! LOL

Robin

Isobel said...

I's with you, Nines...why ruin corn pickling it. I remember Mom making it and as a child I liked it but what did I know--it is definitely something I outgrew.