Gardening, like farming, is a gamble most times. There are years where you have the right temperature, rainfall and fewer pests, and then there are the years of failure. The goal is to spend the least amount of dollars for the highest yield (meaning fullest amount of produce). So when you have a good year, you scramble to make the most of what you have obtained and put it back for the coming months.
So to keep with the thrifty ways of my upbringing, I kept my dollar from traveling too far this weekend. I had a bumper crop of bell peppers this year to reserve for future use. The cold temps we had last week required I pick some before they were mature.That’s the beauty of a bell pepper–they taste good whether they’ve finished ripening or not.
I mean look at these bohemoth peppers! They’re supposed to be 9 to 12 inches and red or yellow. But trust me, they are good as is.
These will be kept in the freezer until I need to add them to our favorite dishes. Between frozen tomatoes and frozen peppers, I’m pretty happy about the prospect of garden fresh meals in winter.
I wonder what deliciousness my grandma would have created with an air fryer? Maybe a topic for future Inez’s Clippings??
This little clipping reminds me of the time I was letting a table of preschoolers use scissors. The plan was to ‘feed the monster’, a shoe box decorated with a monster face with an opening for his mouth in which the children were to put paper ‘cuttings’ into his mouth. Cutting with scissors is such a huge developmental milestone and it is not something that comes naturally.
But for one little boy(we’ll call him Abe), cutting was his strength. Abe was so into the activity that he started growling to the monster. Happy to encourage his imagination, I went along with it as did the other children around the table. After all, our scissors were safety scissors so not worried about them cutting their clothing and we had much prior discussion on never cutting hair. Much to my surprise, Abe reached across the table and snipped the finger of one of the little girls, creating instant screaming and panic. He had succeeded in snipping her finger enough to warrant a phone call to the parents as I wasn’t quite sure amid the bloodshed and extreme tears whether it needed stitches or not. All ended well. Thank heavens mom was a nurse.
These days, we feed the monster with torn paper.
Sharing some of my week in photos to finish off this week’s Inez’s Clippings. Have a wonderful first week of autumn!!
Just as I was about to hit Publish on Monday morning, I got a phone call from mother. My uncle had passed overnight. Only son, brother, bachelor, uncle, cousin and Vietnam Vet to the Hunter clan. Before we lay him to rest this morning, I found an additional clipping in the Inez stash and I wanted to share it. I visualize her and her loving personality with her only son as I read it. I have posted about Neal before here. Rest in Peace Uncle Neal!
Grandma Inez always had a project in the wings. The trait has passed down to my mother. And, yes, I’m right behind them. I’ll entertain you this time on the ‘clippings’ page with a few pics of how the handiwork commenced.
First and foremost, I have finished the Soccer Jersey quilt! So pleased on how it turned out. I considered just tacking it in the corners but in the end I took the plunge and line-quilted it. So glad I did as it will hold up much better to numerous washings. Tying quilts is an option too if you want to try this at home and don’t trust your machine with the slippery fabrics; after all it is an obstacle for some machines. Thanking my lucky stars for the Bernina about now.
A small comment to WordPress administrators….Allowing me to caption all photos is important. Much is missed by the readers who skim over the blogs. And I get it, people are busy. But the above option is much appreciated. So now, please allow this in all photo entry styles!!I’m getting a headache over this nonsense!!
Back to the quilting….. This quilt is for friends who have extended so much help to my eldest daughter during her years at KU when mom and dad are 2 hours away. I have a little clipping from grandma that I think they (& hopefully you all) will appreciate that has law enforcement humor. FYI, we are stauch supporters of our law enforcement community.
Usually this is a Sunday post but due to the amount of stuff I needed to catch up on this weekend, that was not gonna happen. And I’m still behind. So Monday it is for another installment of Inez’s Clippings.
Part of my ‘to do’ list this weekend was harvesting some tomatoes. Po-tatoes are still in the ground and waiting for the hubster to take time out to dig them. I hope our new method of the adding a board-raised bed works. (fingers crossed).
The 4-post boxes in the background mark the beginning of the potato boxes. Notice our piles of compost ready to be tilled in for the gardening season are keeping the girls from pouncing on the little bunny. He has remained that tame throughout this year. So far he only wants my clover in the yard.
This was our first attempt at this sort of potato growing. The jury is still out on how much or less we will acquire. Hoping for a bumper crop. Speaking of a bumper crop, I have a tomato weigh-in for you….
A small dinner plate will do for this one. And yes, I get my gardener genes from Inez’ side of the family 😉
I see and hear about so much blatant, hurtful ‘stuff’ lately especially on social media. And sometimes it hits home with either yourself or someone you love and care about.
Grandma marked the clipping above to have her students memorize out of a book of quotations from her one-room-schoolhouse days. It was back in the 1920’s when published and I think it speaks volumes to all generations across the board.
So when you’re behind that keyboard with the power of the written word or face to face with others, take a moment to think before you speak. Does it really feel so great to bash or give hateful looks? I prefer to take the road less traveled these days with some kindness. In short, you can choose whether to allow your words to lift up a soul or to break a heart.
So to those blindsided by those thoughtless nobodies, take heart in the following clipping.
My grandmother kept clippings from books, newspapers and other sources in a little yellow box. I share them here at Inez’s Clippings. Click here to see the original post and the list of other published clippings.
Have you ever tried to remove the briers? Once they are gone, there are no weeds underneath (because they have choked them out) leaving a good path. A little extra effort can go a long way to finding your daily blessings.
This Sunday I’m sharing some of my ‘sunbeams’ in pictures. I hope you’ll enjoy.
It’s Storytime this Sunday! This mini book was a bonus if you purchased a certain brand of bread back during the Depression Era. It may even be post Depression Era as I could not find much information on this item. The closest thing I found was another booklet with no correct link to its origin. Frustrating–but knowing Grandma’s time frame of collecting clippings, I am tacking on a range from 1925 to 1940 as a possible publishing age. It could even predate this period. Anyone with more information, feel free to correct me or validate my opinion. In the meantime, enjoy this piece from Inez’s Clippings.
I hope you enjoyed this little fairy tale from the little yellow box containing Inez’s Clippings. And now a favorite quote of mine as I conclude …….
"There is more treasure in books than in all the pirate's loot on Treasure Island." – Walt Disney