A Few Glimpses

We've come to terms with the fact that others grow corn better than we do.  I'm okay with this.  Jamey does a good job growing some for us to eat and to add to what we get from the local farmer.  His love of corn is contagious.  Whenever we drive by a corn field (which is often) the kids go crazy saying, "Dad!  Look at all that corn!" or "Wow, that corn looks nice."  Even Miriam chimes in with "Look at all them corn!"  As you can see we (and I say we very loosely since all I did was pack it into bags) did corn this past week. 

This has to be the smallest egg our hens have ever laid.  Tears actually came to my eyes.  This is how hormonal much I love little bitty things.  Little eggs remind me of little babies- chicks, kittens, puppies, human babies- the whole lot of them- and they turn me into a blubbery mess.

Our tomatoes are coming!  Not quite fast enough to start canning, but there has been enough to add to suppers, sandwiches and, if you're Sadie, to eat in hand.  In case you've forgotten, my favorite tomato sandwich is toasting two slices of wheat bread, spreading peanut butter on one slice, mayonnaise on the other, laying in sliced tomatoes and then, well, eating it.  It's delish.

We've been stuffing our mouths with fruit this past week.  Red raspberries have started coming again, our peaches are soon ready to be picked, we've been eating some canteloupe from both our garden and the local farmstand (where we've also been picking up watermelon) and we've been buying local nectarines because we cannot wait for our order from the orchard to arrive. 

I love summer.