I’ve been quite proud of the tomatoes & cukes that bounced back after the terrible hail storm. I took a shot of this gorgeous cucumber next to a Sprite can so you could get a sense of the size. Then a couple of Alvin’s friends gave us a zucchini from their garden- it is the largest zucchini I have ever seen.
Earlier this year I wrote about reading books from around the world. Some of my dear friends & loyal followers have been asking me how far I’ve gotten. August saw me making a push to make it through the “A’s”. (Sounds pretty bad doesn’t it- I’m only on countries starting with the letter A…& we’re on the 9th month of the year…guess I haven’t gotten that far). Unfortunately the last “A” book I picked up was not much of a summer read; how about a non-fiction book regarding the Armenian genocide. Aye yai yai. As I was struggling to get through this one of my colleagues sent me the following link:
Perfect timing. I just had to get through that book. I hammered through the final pages on the lake (before I had to start paddling to shore)*laughing*.
I’ll reward myself with some ‘fluff’ before diving into the B’s.
It had been a very long time since I’d joined the boys for a day of fishing. A major motivation (other than getting out-of-town) was to finish a non-fiction book pertaining to the Armenian genocide…& of course to spend time with my Pop & bro. I was certainly not disappointed. As soon as we were on the lake Pop tried to rev up the trolling motor. Pop tried so hard he broke the handle right off. So much for using the trolling motor. So Pop turns to the big motor (used for many years of tubing & skiing) and has no problems setting us off for some fishing. There wasn’t a lot of action- each fisherman with one fish a piece. We pause for some lunch (thanks Tom) & head back to the area where they had the little bit of luck. Shortly thereafter the motor putters out; we are out of gas.
I was howling with laughter. What luck?! So here we are all taking our turn to paddle us safely to shore. Thankfully the wind was with us & the drift help speed our journey. Oddly enough we had no problems loading the boat onto the trailer…perhaps we’ll cut the motor all the time.
I was the recipient of some lovely fresh sweet peas…who doesn’t love the smell of sweet peas? Thanks Lori
Mom & I decided it was time to get back into the kitchen; this time we had a hankering for Gran’s “yahleme zup” (vegetable soup). Being harvest time with all the fresh veggies we thought it was perfect timing: green & yellow beans, carrots, freshly dug up potatoes from the garden. I laugh that this is called vegetable soup because it always includes meat (either ham or Farmers sausage). I, of course, opted for the Farmers sausage variety. Mom & I are both pleased at how close our soup tastes to Gran’s – high five on that one.
Lastly, I’m so excited that my Cana lily has started to flower. It seems that most gardens are slowing down & the vibrant summer colours we’ve enjoyed over the past couple months are quickly fading. I’m pleased now that the Cana took so long to flower because now all the neighbours think I’m some kind of green thumb :-). Oh…& the whole reason I was out admiring, weeding, & dead-heading is because one of Alvin’s projects this weekend was to clean out the eaves troughs. It always feels good to tick those things off the ‘to do’ list (especially when I just watch it get done)*grin*.