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Those of you who know me, know I have a large garden. I like growing my own stuff. I like having stuff I grew around to eat all winter. I like NOT paying for veggies that I’m perfectly capable of growing myself. Also, my husband and kids are pickle fiends. Right after we returned from our trip to see Josh’s sister up in Montana, we had a major kitchen day. 20-some pounds of cherries. Pickled beans. Pesto. And Josh started brewing beer.

Today, the kitchen-marathon continues. To start the day off, I processed 76 cups of basil leaves. Yes you read that right. 76 cups. Or 4.75 gallons. Most of it belongs to work, and will be returned to work in the form of frozen basil paste. So yeah – yummy times at Mt. Rushmore. But a good bunch of it (6 pints roughly) is now pesto living in my freezer.

We also brought home a major haul of beets from my mom’s last night. The price for taking custody of said beets is one pint of pickled beets. I think that’s more than fair.

But this is the one that will get you. Guess what this is:

Spidey included for scale. That bag is one of their bigger bags. Not your standard grocery sack.

That’s right Girl, it’s beans. I’m going to guess that right now, sitting in my kitchen, is nearly 15 pounds of beans. Some will wind up married with dill, some will be waterboarded, er, I mean blanched, and frozen for the winter. Some are going straight in our bellies. And get this – I still have a ton out there. The pole beans are just starting to go crazy. Oh yeah, and I gave away another near 5 pounds the other night. It’s a good year for beans! You may want to remind me of my enthusiasm come February.

And lastly…

Yup, the first batch of beer is in the bottles.

Now you’ll have to excuse me. I need to get back to my beets. And snap some beans.

What are all y’all up to this weekend? Anybody else gettin’ busy in the kitchen? Anybody have an awesome can’t miss bean recipe they’d like to share?

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I mentioned back on Memorial Day that I had the Father’s Day frames all under control. Almost true.

Josh is a bit of a golfer. Those of you that know us – Stop Laughing. Perhaps the use of “bit” is an understatement. Let’s put it this way – if I’d let him he’d quit his job and try to go pro. I suspect his idea of a perfect day would be waking up at the crack of dawn and playing as many holes as he could in all the hours of the day. So the first frame I made with the same Keep Calm template I’ve been using. And a nice fairway green color.

The second one I found online somewhere that was sharing a whole bunch of old tourism posters. But I forgot to bookmark it and now I can’t find it again. Oy.

The last frame…I found through Pinterest (yes, totally addicted). Another subway art:

But I printed it out on Memorial Day at a totally wrong size. So it took me another week to get around to resizing it. And while I did I popped it into Photoshop and flipped the “dada” to “papa” since that’s what we use for dad in this house. You can get your own copy here.

Meanwhile, it’s raining again. Oy. Vey. I managed to get 8 bushes moved from my mom’s house over to our house. 7 catoneasters and a dogwood. The deer were munching them to nubs over there, so now they’re here and we’ll try to keep them growing. They’re all planted around the foundation of the house. Unfortunately my garden was still mud as of a few nights ago and this rain is not helping. I planted on Father’s Day weekend last year and still managed to get a pretty good crop so I’m not totally freaking out yet, but I’m getting there. Wish me luck!

Those of you with small children: have you read Duck in the Truck? Or Sheep in a Jeep? Both are very fun, very simply worded tales involving animals, vehicles, and muddy muck. (And I can recite both from memory.) No animals involved in this post (although Josh and I were considering some Nigerian Dwarf goats the other day. And a couple western tanagers visited our bird feeder!). And as yet no stuck vehicles. But we are inundated by muck.

It’s been raining here for 3 weeks straight. This is what our creek culvert looks like:

It’s running nearly full. In fact, under normal circumstances the creek takes a little wander right here. Now it’s just a mini-lake. (Kinda like when it froze over.) It’s backed up into the neighbors pasture on the other side as well. Poor donkeys. But it sits lower than our drive and will keep our access open, so the donkeys can move to higher ground.

I had thought I’d try to plant my garden on Saturday when the sun peaked out. I’m rather glad I didn’t.

That reflection in the middle? All water. If you blow it up big, you might be able to see my poor strawberries drowning in the middle of the puddle. You can also see the creek short cutting between the garden and the road as well, creating a nice little island. (And ugh. Our poor tree. It appears to be croaking on us. *sob* Doesn’t look like pine beetle at least. Probably just stress from the construction.)

Enough about our poor water logged plight (and really, in the grand scheme of things, we have it easy. Our hearts go out to those just a few hours away who may lose everything). What did everyone do for Memorial Day? Tell me the sun was shining and you had a lovely barbecue with friends and family. We worked – it’s the bane of making a tourism living. No summer holidays off. I did put up some artwork for the day. (Um, maybe I should say “for the evening”? I hung it up when I came home from work. Shall I hang my head in shame? I kept meaning to do it, I just had a bazillion excuses other things to do. I AM ready for Father’s Day!) Anyway…wanna see?

Norman Rockwell’s Rosie the riveter. I love her. And wish she found more air time. I did a horrible job sizing this one and hence her feet are cut off. Must fix for next year.

Poppies. Found via Google Images. (Hello reflection.) I’m sad I didn’t get a poppy this year.

An old Memorial Day post card with Lady Liberty. It’s long and skinny but I love it.

In other news…the Boy is beyond excited about going to his first movie next month. I found a treat while grocery shopping on Saturday and decided to spoil him (and his sister).

Too funny! It’s a sucker with Mater’s teeth for the “stick”.

The Girl is currently obsessed with all things “MY”. Including her swing. She’d be out there in the rain all day if we let her. She’s definitely found her voice and is adding words (and  signs) all the time.

Here’s hoping the sun is shining, you’ve managed to turn your heat off for the season (current temp = 41), and your gardens are growing gangbusters. Please send some our way.