Pick Your Own

 DSCF1957Up near the Croakery there’s a sprawling field that is filled with flowers from April through October.  You can pull in and park, and wander through the rows with a borrowed pair of scissors and a cheerful yellow bucket.  Sniff, snip, wander.  The names feel like memories to me. I can remember them coming from the mouths of my father and aunt and grandmother. Amaranth, Cosmos, Clover, Foxglove, Zinnia, Heliotrope.  Queen Anne’s Lace, Statice, Cockscomb, Asters, Sedum. Even the stray grass gone to seed and the goldenrod was lovely.  Its oddly comforting to know that in this day and age there are places like this. Unattended, completely on the honor system.  I’m not sure if you’ve noticed, but honor is something that is increasingly hard to come by these days.   Much like sunny warm afternoons this close to October.  And that Saturday was a doozy.  Golden light that still had a summer-like warmth to it, combined with a cool breeze and turning leaves that distinctly said late September.

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Our little yellow bucket yielded several pretty arrangements which we put in our favorite Weck bottles.

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Hope you’re enjoying the little, honest things, too.

-Marie

Tomatoes

Sitting in The Croakery post box the other day were these;

Tomatoes

My Sister in law had sent me a fabulous array of tomato seeds, an heirloom tomato reference book and an heirloom tomato cook book. The recipes look fantastic and  I can’t wait until spring rolls around so that I can start the seeds.

The tiny terror also received a growing themed gift from his Auntie.

The tiny seed book by Eric Carle

The Tiny Seed  by Eric Carle

He loves Eric Carle illustrations

He loves Eric Carle Illustrations

Tomatoes

As soon as I get a pot, we’re planting them.