yep, call in the professionals

 

 Bob and his crew started the landscaping project at the office -- they hauled away 5 pickup truckloads of brush -- it was pretty awful looking -- I'm surprised the City weed patrol had not issued me a citation.  Ya, we have a weed patrol.  They aren't done yet -- but the big shit is gone.  They'll be back on a semi-regular basis ... mowing too. 

 

I garden part - time for money -- and I hire someone to mow....

 

Friday night -- picked and ready for market an odd assortment of watermelons -- the end of the first crop ... and squash the beginning ... and a few pumpkins



 

it was a beautiful morning until the sun got up fully and it was 90' -- with no wind and a whole lot of humidity -- I'm amazed I didn't get sick ... I was well hydrated -- I had a McD's stop for breakfast -- sandwich and 2 large ice teas ... I had also packed a quart of drinking water and a frozen quart of drinking water ...

 

 

I have fancy table runners for my tables ... pretty, washable and heavy enough that they do not blow in the wind. 

 

I hear the call of the Bernina ... where are you ..... I miss you ... been dreaming of quilt patterns since my new quilt magazine arrived.  Such is life.

 

Stay cool and safe .. it's nasty out there.  2 years ago we had frost on this day ....

letting go

   as I posted on waste book (face book) last night ... gave elder #1 the directive -- mow the shit down.  

   So, the north end of the patch will be history shortly.  I pulled the row markers, odd flags and posts and he's going to chop it up.  the. end. 

   I picked a few decent looking melons out of there -- 5, to be exact.  The rest are sun burnt, nibbled, and/or cooking on the vine.  Let 'em go.  If I can't have them the deer won't get 'em either.  I picked a few squash that appeared to be bug free.  Appearances can be deceiving. 

  The forecast calls for 3 more 90' days in the next 5 ... so .... let the clean up/clean out  begin.

  Most likely, the end of an era.


M

 

footprints in the sand -- pretty much sums up the season

I was trying to find my favorite patch picture.

 

not feeling the love in any of these!

 

 

 

 

 

Luck --

 

I always carry a camera on my evening treks to the patch ... always ... Nick was goose spotting again (hunting with no gun) ... and after a visit I headed home ... the setting sun against the corn was too good to pass up ... generally these never turn out as good as these three -- there are many botched attempts -- these were the only ones I took and I love 'em

 

I did not take this one!   The am/pm is mixed up on the "trail" camera -- but "you know who" was visiting.  Dad has been stalking this dude / dude-ette for a week.  So last night .... he sat in his GEO and patiently waited for it to arrive -- 9:15 and the wait and show was over!  #9.  We'll see what shows up the next couple of nights -- hopefully #9 is the last of the skunks.

 

No holes in my water tanks either!

 

 

 

 

tuesday at the Market

 

sometimes I drag so much junk with me it's impossible to tell if I'm actually a vendor  ... chair, extra t shirt ... tables, bins, baskets, bags, water, tubs, magic carpet.   whoa, magic carpet?  would not want those fruit to touch the ground -- per the department of agriculture -- I've solved that problem with my magic carpet.  It is hard to tell with this picture but my tables have fancy quilted table runners -- one should assume that since I'm a fancy quilter .... he he he ..

 

It was a warm Tuesday at the market -- I hesitated on going and probably should have kept working at the office -- where I would have actually accomplished something and been much much cooler. 

 

Spent some time with nephew Nick last night -- he was goose hunting -- sort of .... parked himself, ATV and gun along the tree line and was waiting for them to fly over -- it was a beautiful evening on the prairie -- after 20 minutes of waiting and chit chat -- this Auntie needed the recliner -- I never heard any shots so (a) the geese didn't fly over or (b) they were too high to shoot. 

 

 

Happy "over the hump" Wednesday ....

 



sorry

   about two days of whining / rambling / babbling.

   'tis a beautiful day in the Valley ... I'm headed to the Farmer's Market this afternoon -- I picked every watermelon I could find yesterday and a few riper looking squash and some pumpkins (mainly pie) ...

   after the wind it's really tough looking up there and hot temperatures are forecasted for the upcoming weekend (go figure) ... so ... it ... rolls.

   Happy Tuesday !!!

       Diva

life on Daisy Lane

  is generally pretty laid back ... 2 sets of retiree's, me, a couple of dogs and a bunch of wildlife.   so, my sleeping habits are well know amid the peeps around here -- I'm the only early riser, I was born that way .... I think.

   so this morning, I went to work to do the payrolls, holiday or not, payrolls roll in and need to be prepared and transmitted and all that crap.  I told elder #1 I was going to the office to work for a couple of hours ... elder #2 was still sleeping.  7:45 am, it's light out and she's still sleeping, I have 3 loads of laundry done and its out and hung on the on the outside clothes line to dry == and she's still sleeping.  this is normal, I've been up for almost 3 hours.  I've been know to run the vacuum and she's slept thru it ....

    shortly after 12:30 (I worked more than planned) I roll homeward --

retiree's #2 are out for a stroll with the dogs ...
elder #1 meets me at the door with a computer problem ---
elder #2 -- asked me why I quit early for the day?...   huh, I politely reminded her it was LABOR DAY and no one should be LABORING --- she was canning tomato juice, she forgot it was a holiday .... argh   (16 pints of tomato)

   solved elder #1's computer problem without touching a thing.  Internet was down. 

   picked the last of the watermelons and they are loaded on my truck for Tuesday market ... since I LABORED on Labor Day and a few extra projects were completed -- I'm headed to market before the weather turns ugly hot again and managed to read my book!


tired Diva .... 



  

last week in weirdness

people just have to learn to chill ....

    So Friday afternoon on the homeward commute -- I pull up to the intersection next to the office (my corner of 3rd st) and I'm going to turn east and some woman in a car is heading west ... she rolls down her passenger window and yells at me ....  "dammit, you're blocking my view" ... I was a bit taken back ... my response -- "sorry, it's a gas guzzling truck" ... chill people, chill .... 

     8 blocks up the street, heavy traffic on the Avenue (why do we call it that?) ... some idiot pulls out of the City Grille Restaurant in the middle of chaos -- illegally crosses a bunch of yellow lines and I have no where to go to get out of any one's space....dang near wiped out myself and the idiot ... the semi next to me was blowing his horn (like that would do any good) ...

     last night on the way to Mankato for my mega Office Max shopping extravaganza ... another event -- some idiot is crossing the center line at me.....   argh.


  Hummm -- chill pills people, chill pills.

  So in 30 minutes at Office Max I spent $500, yep, $500 -- won't need to return for any little stuff for a while.  TZ Tapes for Mrs. H ... colored copy paper, 3 ring binders, tape, staples, hole punches, mailing labels (why are they so expensive) .. it was 5 bags worth and all on sale !!!! 

   While eating we noticed the approaching storm and made it home in time to shut the "big"doors and get ready for the STORM ... what a joke --- 3/10ths of rain and 70mph winds.  Branches and leaves abound ... on the ground.

  Went back to Mankato this morning ... found jeans that fit my ass.  The miracle to end all miracles ... went to purchase a second pair and there were none -- hello, kohls.com ... soon to be delivered.   Lunch at the Olive Garden (hence the issue with the jeans fitting the ass).   JoAnn Fabrics and home for a nap. 

  Time for my chill pill -- a couple of hours at the sewing machine.

  Market was good yesterday!  Good to see all the shoppers and vendors ...

  Sorry about the babbling --