Sunday, May 29, 2011

Fogged In

That's just what we were early this morning, but happily the sun is currently making a valiant effort to burn off the gray stuff.

I'd love to get back outside to finish up garden-type work but don't know how fast the grass and soil will dry out. The light to heavy rain all day yesterday did a really good job of soaking everything to the nth degree.

Rain is supposed to start again tonight (70% likely) and go through Tuesday (boo-hiss and ugh) but at least the temperatures are creeping up there: high 50s and even possibly the low 60s in the next few days.

Anybody need any rhubarb? My one fantabulous plant seems to be loving the current weather and is producing much more than we can use. I find I just don't use frozen rhubarb during the winter months so don't see much sense in adding to the freezer stash I still have from last season. I don't have the craving for rhubarb in the off-season as I do when I can cut it fresh during the spring and early summer. Don't want to make more jam 'cause I have plenty left from last year. I could probably use the rhubarb up if we went on an all-rhubarb diet but I'm thinking that wouldn't be the wisest thing to do. Up here rhubarb grows so well that it's kind of like zucchini . . . everyone has plenty of it so it's hard to give away!

Here's Father Goose again all by his loney enjoying a Sunday morning brunch. Papa Pea doesn't want to take Mother Goose's eggs (blanks that we're thinking they are) away until she gives up sitting on them.

This handsome guy wanted his picture taken, too. We think he's one of our cross-breeds that was hatched out last summer. Part Maran and part Red Dorking.

Can you tell I'm rambling on to avoid doing less than desirable tasks that I could be doing inside this morning while waiting for things to dry out so I can go play outside? Yeah, I was afraid that would be apparent. Okay, I'll put on my big girl panties now and go do what needs to be done.

Hope you're having good weather in your neck of the woods and are enjoying the holiday weekend.

10 comments:

fullfreezer said...

We were fogged in this morning as well. Unfortunately, our fog was dispersed by a severe thunderstorm that dropped a tree onto the barn. I'm here waiting for the rain to stop so we can go out and begin clean up. sigh... it just doesn't end.
Judy

Mama Pea said...

I just can't believe the calamities (weather and otherwise) that are happening this spring/early summer! As you say . . . it just doesn't end. Hoping the damage to the barn is too extensive. :o\

Jane said...

Apple pie girl makes rhubarb wine. Seems to me that is the best thing to do with it:)

Mama Pea said...

Jane - Heeey, I'll drink to that! Except I can't add one single new thing to my plate right now . . . or I'll end up with a cracked plate. :o\

Erin said...

all rhubarb diet..... LOL!!! Jane might be onto something there.... :)

Mama Pea said...

Erin - The question is would I lose weight on an all rhubarb wine diet? I know I'd get caught up on my sleep. ;o}

Sparkless said...

We still have a haze on the mountains even though the sun is out. I wonder if there is a fire around somewhere blowing the smoke our way. I hope those eggs are duds and hatch soon. Such a waste of time sitting on them for all those days and then not get some cute little babies.

I always have too much rhubarb. Make some pies and give them away or put them in the freezer. Now the wine sounds like an excellent idea!

Mama Pea said...

Sparkless - You and I need to pool our rhubarb and make a big batch of wine! Too bad we aren't neighbors.

Susan said...

Hey! Is that SUN I see? Whazzat? I had to laugh about your rambling in order to put off the stinky jobs. I find myself going in every direction but the one I outta go in just to avoid something that will only take me 6 minutes. Will we ever outgrow that? Nah.

Mama Pea said...

Susan - I once read that we procrastinate because the job or task is one that doesn't truly coincide with our true needs and wants. Hmmm. Unfortunately, I can't buy that.