Farewell British Columbia

Last Friday, my son Melvin and I left beautiful British Columbia in my rented car and headed for Calgary.  We were sad to leave Creston, but excitedly anticipated the 7+ hour drive – we decided to take another route back so we could experience more of B.C. and Alberta through the Crowsnest Pass.

Rocky Mountains

During the first couple of hours of our ‘road trip’, the highway wound through the Purcell Mountains,  skirted many lakes, and curved around small towns.  We arrived at Cranbrook first, nestled between the Purcell Mountains and the Rocky Mountains.  It took about 10 minutes to drive through!  From that point on, we were in untraveled territory!

Watch for ALL kinds of Wildlife!

As we began our drive through the Rocky Mountains, we passed through the town of Fernie and then a while later, the coal mining town of Sparwood.   The roads were winding and steep at times with many lakes and rivers hugging the highway.   Finally we began driving through the Crowsnest Pass at an elevation of 1,358 meters (4,455 ft) !  WOW!  This section of Hwy. 3 is a high mountain pass across the Continental Divide of the Rocky Mountains on the British Columbia/Alberta border.  Beautiful mountains; winding highway; evergreen trees along the mountain sides;  lakes and rivers……….

Crowsnest Pass

We even drove through a tunnel carved right inside a mountain!  There was ALOT of traffic on this narrow, two lane highway and it was very slow going.  I made a quick pit-stop, where I changed from shorts to long pants with temperatures now at 8 degrees Celsius (46 F) and enjoyed the mountain vistas before heading out along the last leg of the British Columbia Rocky Mountain’s  Crowsnest Pass.

Mountain Tunnel

Just like that, we were suddenly in Alberta and near the east section of the Crowsnest Pass.  Soon we got to the town of Frank – or sadly, the former town of Frank :  in 1903, the Turtle Mountain collapsed burying the mining town of Frank with 90 million tons of rubble from the landslide, killing almost 90 residents, most of whom are still buried in the rubble (known as the Frank Slide) .   The highway cut straight through the house size boulders and rubble that seemed 3 stories high.  It was an incredible, sad site.

Turtle Mountain Collapse

Immediately after the Frank Slide, we were through the Rocky Mountains and into the Alberta foothills.  I was astounded at how quickly the mountains just ended and the foothills rippled as far as the eye could see.  We were encouraged to take the ‘Cowboy Trail’, Highway 22, up to the town of Black Diamond.  There were many signs warning motorists of ‘Extreme Wind Gusts’ whipping through this area.

Alberta Foothills

This road was not busy at all and we just whizzed by fields of cut wheat, hay, and cattle – thousands of ‘Alberta Beef’ on the hoof.  We passed the historic Bar U Ranch, now a National Historic Site, which commemorates the history and importance of ranching ( http://www.pc.gc.ca/lhn-nhs/ab/baru/index.aspx).   Near the end of the Cowboy Trail, we began to see small Oil Rigs – the symbol of Alberta.   I was reluctant to stop anywhere to ‘site see’ since I didn’t want to miss our flight and we still had to go through Calgary at Friday rush-hour.

Before we knew it, we were on Hwy. 2, south of Calgary and pretty soon we were filling the gas tank for $1.16/litre ($4.38/Gallon) – a bargain these days!  We arrived at the Calgary International Airport with two hours to spare before we had to board our flight home.  We printed off our boarding passes and checked in our bags right away, then just relaxed abit.  While going through Security, I was singled out AGAIN to be frisked!!  Well, I was given the option of entering that full-body scanner, (but I declined) and being frisked in a private area (declined as well since I’d be separated from my son who I was travelling with).  So I was frisked – and I mean every part of me was ‘patted down’ – right in front of EVERYONE!   Why they think that a Grammom is a Security threat, I’ll never know!  Apparently, I was just picked ‘at random’, but now that’s two out of three trips (66%) that I’ve been ‘randomly’ picked for intense security screening!!!  Huff, I’m insulted ! Our flight home was uneventful with slight turbulence over Prairie thunderstorm areas.   Melvin and I enjoyed watching the movie Harry Potter and The Half-Blood Prince and before we knew it we were back home.I think that I’m finally adjusted to our Eastern Time now after a few days.  But I still can’t adjust to the humidity and heat here in Ontario……….

So now after all my adventures this summer, it’s time to focus on getting ‘things’ ready for the coming winter.  My garden awaits my attention as does my pond and grass.

Now I wonder where my next adventure will take me…….

More amazing photos the B.C. trip by Marty @

http://www.flickr.com/photos/mmellway/page1/

Exploring B.C.’s Kootenays

Last week, I was in mountainous British Columbia, travelling around with my grown kids. We celebrated Robin and Nici’s wedding on Sunday and the newlyweds were generous enough to share their honeymoon time to show us around the beautiful Kootenays. Some of my children left Monday and Tuesday to go back home (Taylor, Kristi & Mike & the boys, Nellie, and Darin), but Robin & Nici, Marty & Jeanette, Melvin and I remained in Creston.

Kootenay Campground Beach

On Tuesday, we drove along winding mountain roads hugging the east side of Kootenay Lake taking in dramatic vistas of mountains, lakes, forests, creeks, wildlife, and beaches ( www.kootenaylake.bc.ca ). This 144 km (90 mile) long lake is nestled beween the Selkirk Mountains to the west and the Purcell Mountains to the east . Incredibly, the water is pure enough to drink and provides a home to salmon, sturgeon, and rainbow trout whereas mountain fauna include deer, elk, bears, cougars, wild turkeys, and coyotes.

Our first stop was at Nici’s family’s traditional ‘swimming hole’ along Kootenay Lake – I think it was the Kootenay Campground beach. Nici was the only one brave enough to go swimming while the rest of us ‘played’ on the beach, veggin’ in the shade against huge driftwood logs. There was NOBODY else there – we had the entire area to ourselves! Marty did a time-lapse photo shoot and I collected tiny beach rocks for Nellie’s jewelry. After a bit, we drove on up the highway to Lockhart Creek Provincial Park beach where we continued to take it easy in the shade against giant driftwood logs. Robin began de-barking his latest walking stick, while Marty, Melvin, and Jeanette invented a new beach game of ‘hit the rock’. Nici stolled along the water and I just savoured every single fraction of time.

Lockhart Park Beach
@ Kootenay Lake

We stayed here for about an hour, just enjoying the mountains, lake, sand, rocks……….. Our next stop was the hamlet of Gray Creek where we shopped at the 100 year old general store: it was awesome – wood stoves, hardware and groceries on the first floor and camping gear/supplies on the second floor! Everything you could ever need!  We continued to drive along the winding mountain-hugging road to Crawford Bay. It’s quite an artisan community ( www.artisansofcrawfordbay.com ). We stopped in at Breathless Glass Studioand watched a woman blowing a glass ball in her extremely hot studio.

Breathless Glass @
Crawford Bay

Kootenay Forge ( www.kootenayforge.com ) offered beautiful hand-crafted ironwork from hooks to tools. I purchased a couple of small hooks to screw into a piece of driftwood from the beach – my grandchildren have asked for lower coat hooks in the mudroom.  Next we visited North Woven Broom ( www.northwovenbroom.com ) where Nici’s family purchased the wedding broom (see my last post Home Grown Wedding). Hundreds of handcrafted brooms hung from the rafters of the historic log barn – made with antique broom-making equipment. They make Harry Potter style brooms, special brooms for movies like ‘Bewitched‘, floor brooms, whisks, veggie scrubber brooms, fireplace brooms, and 6″ miniature brooms (which I bought to hang on our Christmas tree).   Lastly, we drove to the Kootenay Bay Ferry terminal and had an ice cream cone at Fairy Treats Restaurant. We enjoyed the setting sun and the Kootenay Lake ‘of shining waters’ while we walked along the beach searching for small coloured rocks and beach glass. Then we headed back down to Creston.

Kootenay Bay

After our Kootenay Lake road trip, we had a relaxing day on the farm the next day. Robin organized a BOLO tournament which we all participated in. Nici’s Grampa Tony (I think) made the Bolo toss ‘frames’ from copper pipe and balls (2 golf balls joined by a approximately 15″ piece of heavy duty cord). Briefly, Bolo is a backyard game with two ends where the Bolo frames sit (set about 15-20 feet apart), and each player tosses 2-3 ‘balls’ to attempt to land them on the far Bolo frame for 1-3 points. Of course, these might be just ‘house rules’ which we also added the ‘bonus ball’ or the ‘bonus frisbee’ point, but we weren’t concerned about official rules and regulations. We had two tournaments actually when Melvin unseated the reigning champion, Robin………..twice that day. We played Bolo off and on all week long. It was tons of fun!

Playing Bolo

On our last full day, we took a drive up to summit along the ‘Kootenay Skyway’ in the Selkirk Mountain Range, Hwy 3 west of Creston, where the East and West Kootenays join at 1774 meters (5820 feet) above sea level. We leisurely walked around Bridal Lake snapping pictures (Robin did a ‘time lapse’ along the shore) before heading back down the mountain.

Bridal Lake @ Summit

I think I never used the gas pedal – I basically just coasted all the way down, occassionally using my brakes. We ended the day with a wood-fired bbq of sausages and hamburgers AND another game of Bolo – Robin insisted that THIS tournament was the championship of all tournaments and whoever won THIS one, was the real Grand Champion……… congratulations, again, Melvin! Sorry about your luck, Rob. lol
All our adventures last week were lots of fun in one of the most scenic areas of Canada shared with family members. I have been SO lucky to explore beautiful British Columbia. Now, Melvin and I have made our way back to Ontario while Robin & Nici and Marty & Jeanette drove back to Vancouver. Tomorrow, Marty and Jeanette are off to Bali, Indonesia for who knows how long. This wonderous wedding was the perfect opportunity for all 7 of my children to gather in one place from all over Canada AND to gain new family members like Nici’s parents, Myles and Cheryl; her Grandparents (amazing individuals); sister, Steph (& Darryl), and many Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, neighbours, and friends. Thanks, Myles and Cheryl, for all your hospitality and sharing your amazing farm!

Summit – Selkirk Mountains

I know that I will always cherish this time…………….

More amazing photos by Marty @ http://www.flickr.com/photos/mmellway/page1/

Home Grown Wedding

I’ve been in the interior of British Columbia for six days now and I’m still wowed in amazement.  The drive here was incredible as we left the Rocky Mountain range and drove through the Purcell Mountains.  Until recently, I always thought that all the mountains on the west coast were the “Rocky Mountains” – I didn’t realize that the Rocky Mountains are only one of many mountain ranges.

I’m staying in the small town of Creston nestled between the Purcell Mountains and the Selkirk Mountains, at Pheasants Run  Bed and Breakfast  ( http://www.bbcanada.com/10806.htm. ) Our 2 bedroom suite also has a living room and kitchenette area and our ‘hosts’ have been SO accommodating to the various family members who have decided to stay here rather than camp on the farm.

Robin and Nici

And of course that brings me to the whole reason for this trip to the interior of British Columbia:  my son Robin’s wedding.  What a beautiful wedding it was too:   in a meadow on the bride’s family farm up a winding mountain road  (just close your eyes and imagine the perfect scenerio and you’ll be there).   After arriving at the farm on the warm and sunny wedding day,  family and friends walked  past the horses, ponies, and chickens,  over to the meadow,decorated with flowers, an arbour with local cedar boughs, and all surrounded by mountains and pine forest.  The bride Nici was dressed in her Mom’s lacey wedding dress and Nici’s hand-made white moccasins -it was perfection.

 

 

Bride & Groom’s Wedding Footwear

Their wedding rings were hand-forged on Granville Island, Vancouver, BC to their specifications.  They also wrote their own wedding vows to express their love and committment to each other – it was very touching.  During this brief ceremony, the wind rustled in the trees providing a welcome breeze, birds flittered and chirped, the shade positioned itself upon the guests, and an eagle soared overhead.  At the end, when everyone clapped for the newly joined couple, the horses pranced and whinnied their congratulations right on cue, while the rooster crowed in celebration.  Then the bride and groom joined hands and ‘jumped the broom’ for good luck (hand made by a local broom-maker ‘Harry Potter’ style @ www.northwovenbroom.com in Crawford Bay, BC)……. followed by the family dog.

Jumping the Broom

View from the Wedding Ceremony

The official ceremony was followed by a huge feast!  The bride and groom toasted with a horn found on the property (and properly cleaned, polished, and trimmed with shiney metal by the newlyweds) filled with champagne or Rob’s home brew.  Myles and Cheryl (parents of the bride) did an incredible job feeding everyone with turkey, roast beef, salads from their own  garden produce, buns, home-made pickles, etc, etc.  The beautiful 3 tiered wedding cake was lovingly made by Cheryl and her Mom with a family fruitcake recipe and it was SO delicious.

A Wedding Toast

And of course, a family gathering wouldn’t be complete without a campfire.  Everyone had a fantastic time singing old folk songs by Gordon Lightfoots, Stan Rogers, Peter Paul and Mary, and other artists my sons were familiar with as well as old campfire favourites like  ‘Dead Skunk in the Middle of the Road’.  It was a real joy to listen and sing along with all 7 of my children!  We had a blast!

Wedding Campfire

Robin and Nici’s wedding down on the family farm was truly a beautiful and unique event which will remain with all of us for many years to come.

For the next couple of days, we’ll be taking day trips with the newlyweds,  to various locations around the area to walk the beaches of Mountain lakes or visit the wildlife sanctuary or drive up to one of the highest peaks of the Selkirk Mountains.   I’ll keep you posted……..

 

Rocky Mountain High

Rocky Mountains

I am totally WOWed!!  I’m in the Rocky Mountains in British Columbia, Canada and……..WOW, I’m on a Rocky Mountain high!

Banff National Park Gates

My daughter Nellie and I arrived in Calgary yesterday and met up with my Ex to make the drive through the Rocky Mountains for our son Robin’s wedding on Sunday.  After picking up the rental car, we got out of Calgary within a half an hour and headed west.  At first it was just like driving along any old 4 lane highway in Ontario except those huge mountains looming ahead of us.    As we got closer to the mountains, their significant presence became more and more spectacular.  This is the first time I have ever driven through the Rocky Mountains.  The Trans-Canada Highway was extremely well maintained and very busy on this Friday afternoon.  Before long, we arrived at the gates of Banff National Park, Canada’s first National Park established in 1885.  After purchasing our daily pass, we continued on westward driving through several arch shaped wildlife overpasses covered with grown trees and vegetation built to “allow bears, cougars, wolves, elk, deer, moose and other wildlife park residents to safely cross the highway” www.pg.gc.ca/transcanada.   There are five untouched National Parks in the immediate area.  We did not stop at the town of Banff as we were trying to meet up with the rest of the kids already waiting at Fairmont Hot Springs, BC.  Most of them had spent the week camping in Kootenay National Park in the back-country and their base camp while my daughter Kristi and her family ‘roughed it’ at a hot springs resort.  The kids went for day trips to the Continental Divide (where the waters in North America flow east or west from that point), Marble Canyon, and hiked in to the Stanley Glacier where they stood right beside that magnificent hunk of ice.

Nellie -Picnic lunch @ Banff National Park

Once we left Banff National Park, we drove straight into Kootenay National Park jutting from north to south for 106 km through exceptional majestic mountains and diverse landscapes of avalanche-flattened trees, standing swaths of Pine Beetle destroyed trees, charred trees from recent wildfires, pristine bogs and waterways, and did I mention the mountains EVERYWHERE ……ahh, I could go on and on.  We spotted a very active wildfire in the distance up on a mountain – we could even see the flames roaring up and tons of smoke.  The drive through this Park was gourmet to the senses:  the scope of these heaven-touching mountains was mind-boggling, the blue-green glacial rivers and lakes was breath-taking, and the winding mountain-climbing highway was amazing.  I felt like a very small part of this universe in the presence of such magnificent, raw, untouched Canadian wilderness.   Near the end of Kootenay National Park, we drove through Sinclair Pass where two mountains barely allowed the two lane highway through – you could touch the side of the mountain as you drove through, it was that close!  The town Radium Hot Springs appeared quite touristy and seemed very busy with visitors going straight to the hot springs pools where you could RENT bathing suits and towels (sorry, but rent, yuck).  However, we continued down the highway since we were on ‘a mission’ to get to the rest of the family.

Rocky Mountains

Arriving in Fairmont Hot Springs, we met up with Kristi and Darin and went to their resort where we just hung out for a bit.  My boys, Darin and Taylor, and their Dad left for the next leg of the journey west through the mountains.  We bought pizzas and breakfast supplies and just vegged out at Kristi and Mike’s resort overlooking the golf course at the base of the mountains where we saw a Momma deer and her two babies just feet away.  Then we headed to the cabin I had rented for the night – a lovely 2 bedroom with a stone-clad wood fireplace and a covered porch:   my kind of accommodations!  Marty and Melvin stayed up long after the rest of us went to bed…..

Just Chillin’ in our Cabin

So today we’ll all head out after breakfast and ‘convoy’ it together down through the mountains westward for another 2  1/2 hours.  You might be wondering why the heck I am writing this blog when I’m in such an incredibly visually amazing place:  well I’m still on Ottawa time and my body says it’s 11 a.m. NOT 9 a.m. like the clock says, so I’m wide awake, enjoying a cup of tea in the embrace of the Rocky Mountains ……… while everybody else is still sleeping!

More to come………

Our little Rocky Mountain Cabin

More amazing photos by Marty @ http://www.flickr.com/photos/mmellway/page1/

First Tomato!

Well it finally happened:  the first tomato was ripe and ready in my garden today!  I think this is the longest I’ve ever had to wait for a tomato…..

I got two of these tomato plants at the local EcoFair in April, grown by the volunteers at the ‘Giving Garden’ (a garden area on the outside of town that anyone can grow/take from).

Fresh Tomato Sandwich

So one of the first things I did when I spied this red sphere buried inside my tomato plant, was to just touch it!  It was a fairly small tomato, but big enough for what I had planned.  I carefully released it from its mother plant, then brushed the ‘dust’ off it.

When I got into the house, I put two pieces of whole wheat bread into the toaster.  Usually I do it the other way around when I know there are tomatoes ripe in the garden:  Toast in first, then run to the garden for a tomato.  By the time I get back to the house with the sun-warmed tomato, the toaster has popped.  I spread a generous amount of mayonnaise on my toast then sliced up the entire tomato onto it, sprinkled sea salt, then freshly ground pepper.  My mouth was literally watering by then!  Oh that first bite:  the tomato was sweet yet tangy and SO fresh!  There’s really nothing like it!

Toasted Tomato Sandwich
Yummmm!

I anticipate this moment from the last tomato of the season, through the winter, spring, and summer just waiting for the first tomato.

And it was worth the wait…..

 

Saving Seeds

Black Eyed Susan

When I was a little 5 yr. old girl, I was so interested in seeds that I planted an apple seed (after I finished eating an apple) and grew an apple tree right beside our front porch.  My parents and neighbours came to love the shade of my apple tree, during their summer ‘porch gatherings’ every evening.  My interest in saving seeds has grown throughout the years – in fact, I still have seeds saved from almost 2 decades ago.

This summer, my garden has been extremely dry so the seeds on the plants are drying quite nicely.  Yesterday I began harvesting seeds from my garden for use next year.

Poppy ‘Bulb’ Bursting with Seeds

The poppies in my veggie garden seem to grown just about everywhere.  I’m not really sure where they came from originally, but those micro-sized poppy seeds drop or blow all over.  The beautiful red, carnation-looking  poppy flowers have finished blooming about 3 weeks ago and now the large bulb in the centre is completely dried out, brown, and full of poppy seeds.   I simply snip off the bulbous heads directly into a paper bag and leave it in the garage with the bag open, until October.  I love the look of the stray poppies in my vegetable garden, surprising me with their new locale every summer.  By saving the seeds every August, I can at least try to direct where I want them to grow around the property next year.  In the fall, I just sprinkle the seeds all around the gardens and wait until next summer……..  Poppy seeds are also good in baking – muffins, cakes, bread.

 

 

Dill Seeds

Next I began to harvest dill  that had gone to seed.   I never actually plant dill in my garden – it just comes up all over the place from seeds that dropped off of last years plants.   Fresh dill, that has not gone to seed yet, is used in salads and dill pickles.  I just harvest the seeds to have on had for “future reference” – again, I just cut the entire seed ‘umbrella’ into a paper bag and let it continue to dry out in the garage.  The seeds will fall to the bottom of the bag and then I can just compost the heads and save the seeds in a container.  I think dill is a beautiful lacy plant which looks lovely mixed in with the perennial flowers, too.

I’ve been watching some of my early (read:  My Spring Garden Tour) April  lettuce ‘bolt’,  then flower since the end of June.  I purposely left some of the leaf lettuce ‘go to seed’ so I could collect the seeds for fall planting.  I carefully cut off the fluffy tops into another paper bag, then transferred them onto newspaper laid out on the garage counter.  It can dry more right there in front of the window until most of the seed just drops off onto the newspaper by the time I’m ready to plant it in a few weeks…..

Leaf Lettuce Seeds drying on Newspaper

Other seeds I save include old fashioned annuals like Cosmos, Marigolds, and Zinnias, but they won’t be ready to begin harvesting until September.  Now that the Lupin seeds are all dried on the plant, I can simply cut off the branch with all the seed pod “fingers” and spread them right away where I like around the property.  Lupins come up the next year but often don’t flower for another couple of years.  Others seeds like Purple Coneflowers and Black Eyed Susans just stay on the plants for the birds to enjoy throughout the winter.  In the spring, I’ll cut off any leftover seedheads and just let them drop to continue to cycle of more plants.

Other seeds that I save come from inside the actual vegetables, like winter Acorn Squash or heritage Brandywine Tomatoes.   I also replant garlic cloves in October to grow an entire new garlic plant by the next July.  From one garlic bulb, I can use its 8 or so cloves to replant 8 new garlic plants.

 

Paper Bags of Seeds

 

Canna Lily

I also dig up my Canna Lily bulbs in the fall and store them in my cold room (single layer in a cardboard box) after letting them dry out a bit for a few weeks in the garage.  During this drought summer, the Canna Lillies have stayed alive without any watering – I’m amazed at how their huge leaves efficiently capture the morning dew and must use it to almost water themselves!  Their large, solid leaves and brilliant red flowers are tropical looking and a real show-stopper!

Right now, onions seeds are drying on the plant as well.  Of course, small potatoes become their own ‘seed potato’ the following summer when I simply plant one for each potato plant I want.  What could be simpler!

Old fashion or ‘Heritage’ plants are required if you want to save seeds.  Hybrid plant seeds don’t grow like the parent plant.

Saving seeds has added another dimension to my gardening experience.

 

Summer of Drought

Early Morning

This past year has been the warmest and driest in my area in a century.  In fact, today I finally cut the grass for the first time in 4 weeks!   Most areas of grass really didn’t need mowing  (some spots had gone dormant) while only about 10%  needed a trim (in the shade of an apple tree).  Unbelievable!  I’ve never gone 4 weeks during the summer without needing to cut my grass!   One consolation was that my lawn tractor started right up since I fixed it a month ago ( read:  Lawn Tractor Repair).   I thought I’d have to rake up the cut grass since it had been so long in between cuts, but I didn’t.  I was hoping to have some “green manure” to add to my garden – darn.

My pond is down about 8 inches too, since I’ve been ‘spot watering’ some veggies with this water.

Canna Lillies LOVE heat

In mid-July, the Rideau Valley Conservation Authority declared a Level 2 drought (that’s 2 of 3).  In the entire month of July we had only 12.7 mm (half an inch) of rain, smashing the previous driest July record of 35.6 mm (1.4 inches)  in 1931.  One official was quoted as saying that Ottawa was a biblical flood away from the 90.6-mm July average.”

In addition to our lack of rain, we’ve had 20 scorching-hot days with temperatures above 30C (86F) PLUS humidity which, at times, felt like the mid 40sC (113F).

Surprisingly, my winter squash seems to be fairing exceptionally well.  I’ve turned on the soaker hose (connected to a rain barrel) which weaves around the squash plants, only twice this summer.  But now that rain barrel is empty.  Even though I still don’t have any red tomatoes, my plants are doing fine with lots of green ones growing.   Potatoes, well we’ll see in a month or so when I dig some up.  Last year I was already eating garden potatoes, tomatoes, peppers, and zucchinis – but not this year.  I probably won’t be eating garden produced for another week or two.  Raspberries were sparse this year and their season was over almost as soon as it started.  But my new raspberry patch seems to be surviving.  And my apples that survived the killing frost in May that decimated the Apply Growing Industry,  are now suffering from heat and drought conditions and are dropping off the trees in record numbers.  So my apple harvest will be lower than usual as well.

Grass gone Dormant

I pulled the onions and garlic for replanting in the fall.  I will also replant some other veggies at the end of the month with the assumption that September will be cooler and have normal rainfall.  Am I just being perennially optimistic again?

I expect that I’ll pay more for winter storage vegetables this fall, like onions, potatoes, carrots, etc to make up the shortfall in my own garden.  I’ll be freezing every last tomato that I don’t use fresh, for use during the winter!

The sky is beginning to darken so I can only hope that we are getting some rain…….. a couple of days of nice steady rain would be nice.

Rain?????

 

 

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