This crazy dogwood it setting up buds
(you'll see what I mean by crazy when it blooms)
We are all a hungry bunch, it seems. Are you still eating out there? Send us your snaps with a little info on what you made. No food is too modest! Holly and Rob return today with a really nice refrigerator pickle and an eggplant, feta, and lemon tart.
Brats on the grill
Rob's been busy in his kitchen. He writes: Saw this recipe on Smitten Kitchen this morning and thought I would give it a try. (Deb at Smitten Kitchen notes: These are refrigerator pickles; no canning/vacuum seals/sterilized jars needed. You simply keep them in the fridge, where they will last for up to a month.)
Red, yellow, and orange peppers, some radish, carrots, and cabbage.
Pour the solution over and screw the cap on
I’m going to let these babies sit for at least a week in the fridge...
Sing along: Longest Time - Quarantine Edition
Holly had only good things to say about this beauty.
Recipe? Yes of course...
What we're drinking
Since January when we first read about the pandemic we've been sipping hot ginger root tea, made by slicing fresh ginger and boiling it. Now that summer's arrived, I keep it in a Ball jar in the fridge and blend with fizzy water and a little lemon.
Poetry
The Woodpecker
by Elizabeth Madox Roberts
The woodpecker pecked out a little round hole
And made him a house in the telephone pole.
One day when I watched he poked out his head,
And he had on a hood and a collar of red.
When the streams of rain pour out of the sky,
And the sparkles of lightning go flashing by,
And the big, big wheels of thunder roll,
He can snuggle back in the telephone pole.
And made him a house in the telephone pole.
One day when I watched he poked out his head,
And he had on a hood and a collar of red.
When the streams of rain pour out of the sky,
And the sparkles of lightning go flashing by,
And the big, big wheels of thunder roll,
He can snuggle back in the telephone pole.
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