News From Browntown
It seems especially quiet "on the compound" this week with Dad in Baltimore, no construction going on at home and just Grammy and me to hold down the fort. Quiet or not, I have decided to step up my own blog entries even if there is nothing exciting to report. I have no idea yet how to post pictures. That will come sooner or later.
The flora and fauna around our place are a bit the worse for wear now. Once the heat and humidity of Dog Days settles in it just becomes so difficult to keep up with watering and feeding. One plant that thrives in this awful weather, however, is eggplant. The three plants we have are looking very well and the little heat-loving lavender blossoms promise some excellent eggplant parmigiana in the next few weeks. The green peppers are also quite happy and some will be ready to pluck this week.
The sad news is that there are no tomatoes or squash. They were destroyed by we-knew-not-what in spite of various electrified barrier devices that were placed carefully around the plants in Grammy's pool garden. Since that destruction we have experienced several mornings of heavy shelling (literally) from squirrels in the oak trees surrounding the house and overhanging the deck. Acorn bombardment (the squirrel version of "shelling" attack) has become a routine morning and evening occurrence. The deck stays covered with acorns and the rain of nuts on the tin roof sounds like machine gun fire.
Apparently, the little critters were also busy snatching tomatoes and squash between military maneuvers. They picked the tomatoes very carefully off of the plant (Dad and I opted for a single plant in the planter in favor of making more space for the eggplant), leaving the entire plant intact. They weren't so careful with the squash though and those plants were destroyed.
The high point of summer, if not it's main purpose, is a tomato and mayonnaise sandwich made with tomato picked right from the vine. Not to be this year so ... I guess it might as well snow.
9 years ago
2 comments:
Geez mom, you sound downright depressed about it all.....Then again, squirrels wreaking havoc have made Emmalee a little surly as well.....
I would gladly trade some of the last few days of the Dog, for a little dusting of snow. As long as it doesn't have to be shovled! Which brings me to the point of our next 'project' at home. A nice smooooooth walkway complete with underground heating elements that will melt that nasty stuff in the winter. More on that later.
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