First thing in the morning I cleaned the bathroom. (We only have one, thank gawd.)
Baked a pan of Blueberry Buckle using some blueberries dear friend B was kind enough to give me after I
I went out into the garden and harvested a whole lot of radishes and a good big bunch of scallions.
Made some egg salad to go on the side of our big lettuce/spinach salad for lunch.
The night before I had decided that I would plant rows of corn in the pumpkin patch and let the pumpkins run amok around the corn stalks. I know this is an old-timey way of doing it, but I've never tried it. (Picture above taken through afternoon fog.)
I got a little over half of that project done when it started to rain. Oh well, it was time to go in and get lunch on the table anyway. It rained hard in the afternoon (about 6/10th of an inch according to our gauge). Much too wet to go back outside and do anymore garden work.
Taking advantage of time inside, I got a new batch of kombucha going, then made a bunch of Mexican Tortillas for the freezer.
I have a TV in my quilt room (pictured above) but it's been dying a slow death. (Don't know why this is. It's only 29 years old. Really.) Sometimes the only sound is annoying static. When there is actually audio to go with the picture, it's either really LOUD or so faint I can hardly hear it. No happy medium. I told Papa Pea I'd like to replace it with a TV like we have in the kitchen. That TV is an old model (but only 15 years old) with the VCR built right into it. (Yes, we're still using VCR tapes. Haven't yet graduated to DVDs.)
What a good guy he is. He found one on E-bay nearly identical to our kitchen TV (but newer -- only 12 years old!) and pictured above. We hooked it up in the kitchen where I was working all afternoon and I test drove it. It seems to work perfectly. Good picture (and sound!), records and plays back without a hitch. So now we'll transfer it to my quilt room . . . and maybe donate that 29 year old relic in there to the Smithsonian.
Funny, but I can't remember clearly what I did last night after dinner. Probably came back here to my desk and read some of your blogs, etc. I do know my eyelids kept falling shut when I sat down in the living room with Papa Pea before calling it quits for the night. Must have been the quiet day that exhausted me.
What was your day like? If you were lucky enough to be home on your homestead all day, I'll bet it wasn't much different than mine.