Sunday, September 17, 2017

Harvest Days

We've relocated from Alaska to Arizona for the fall, just in time to enjoy some of the fruits of the garden we planted before we left. As always, there are some surprises, especially since whatever it was I used to write the names of the plants on the labels washed off, so not everything ended up exactly where I thought it would be.



First of all, we have tomatoes. One of the tomato plants I set out in May was called black cherry. I had my doubts about black tomatoes, but I admit they are the sweetest tomatoes I've ever eaten. If you're not a tomato lover, you might try them sometime. They're almost fruit-like. We have others too, some lovely celebrities, and what I think are Romas but lost the label. 

It's difficult to think anything but pleasant thoughts while eating a homegrown tomato." -Lewis Grizzard

We're also enjoying the summer squash, both zuchini and yellow straightneck. I love that squash, green chili, and cheese casserole, and zuchini stir-fried with onions and celery.





And we have more to look forward to. There are three pumpkins. You can't tell by the picture, but they're all bigger than a basketball already. And for an experiment, I planted bird-house gourds. There are at least a dozen on the vine, so in a year or so when they're dry, I can look forward to making some pretty birdhouses. Gourds seem to grow better than anything else here, except maybe rosemary. It's a shame gourds aren't edible.


And we have fruit trees: peaches, pears, and apples. This is our first year to get peaches, and I kept waiting for them to change color. Turns out they're white peaches. Like the black tomatoes, I had my doubts about white peaches, but they're not bad. All the fruit seem to be rather small, but tasty. I'm probably supposed to have thinned the trees or something. I'll look into it for next year. 

So that's what I'm harvesting. Did you grow a garden this year? If not, are you enjoying the tomatoes and corn in the stores right now? What are you eating?


Tuesday, September 12, 2017

Flash Fiction - Hero

100-Word Flash Fiction

She mutters something about an iron. I tell her nobody minds a few wrinkles.  “We need to go, ma’am.” 

“Keep your britches on,” she snaps. A minute later here she comes, carrying this gi-normous coon cat, a flask, and a golf club. “I’m ready.”

Naturally, I get both arms tenderized wrassling ‘em into the boat. Before I can untie, this big ole snout rises out of the water. Old lady whacks it right between the eyes with her nine iron.

She smoothes her dress. “We goin’ or what?” 

I row, keeping a wary eye out. Who knew Texas had gators?  

Over on Janet Reid's blog, she often has flash fiction contests. She gives five words (the ones in bold) that must be used in the story of no more than 100 words. It's amazing how many different stories can be conjured using those five words, especially since the words can be inside another word or split in half. Anyway, this was my story from last week, so I thought I'd share. 

Saturday, September 2, 2017

Hello, September

It's September. How did that happen? It seems like two or three weeks ago, it was the beginning of summer. Fuzzy little goslings were following their mothers across the lake. The Canadian violets were blooming. 

 Now, instead of violets, we have mushrooms. School buses are making the rounds. Those baby geese are as big as their parents now, and it won't be long before they're flying south for the winter. The Mayday tree that blooms so beautifully in May is covered with bird cherries, which I'm sure the waxwings will appreciate this winter. 




Don't get me wrong; I love autumn, too. Crisp days and apple pies, colorful leaves, mums, and pumpkins. But today the sun is out, and it's time for one more trip to the farmer's market. One more walk around the lake. One last taste of summer.


Which do you enjoy more, summer or fall?