This is the cherry cobbler I made yesterday evening. Next time I'll use more cornstarch; the filling wasn't quite as thick as I would have liked.
I got the cherries from this cherry tree (yes, it's mine). I spent over two hours picking and seeding ten cups of cherries. The cobbler required six cups; I froze the other quart. I don't enjoy seeding tiny cherries one at a time, and Cliff has often suggested I buy a cherry pitter. That would be fine, except that I don't spray my trees; so about one out of every twenty-five cherries has a little white worm inside. I'd rather get my protein some other way, thank you very much. The up side of pitting cherries is that I can sit in a comfortable lawn chair in the shade of my Kentucky Coffee tree while doing it. The downside is that my hands get disgustingly sticky and red from the cherry juice, and whatever clothing I am wearing gets permanently stained with little red spots.
I haven't taken time to show you the garden Cliff and his sister tend. They've planted more beets (Rena wants to pickle lots of beets for her brother and sister when they visit), and several plantings of peaches-and-cream sweet corn. They also have zucchini that's giving us something to eat. There are two reasons for our having seperate gardens: First, I can't handle a huge garden with the arthritis in my knees. Second, as I've mentioned before, Cliff and I don't garden well together.
My old Ariens tiller bit the dust yesterday. Above you see a tiller Rena brought with her from Wisconsin that needs some minor repair. It appears it would cost over $300 to buy an engine for my Ariens, so we'll either fix Rena's little tiller or perhaps watch for a used one on Craigslist. There's one listed there now that isn't far from us, but the owner is in Georgia. visiting relatives.
Back to my own garden, that little bumpy, fuzzy thing there is an infant cucumber.
My pole beans look as though they could have used something taller to climb on!
Midlife Mom asked why I would want to trap sparrows: They are not only dirty and undesirable birds, but they take over martin houses and bluebird houses, even to the point of killing the baby birds to do so. The lady at the Wild Bird Center said sparrows are the main reason it's difficult to get bluebirds and martins to come to a yard.
For the "person" who asked if the pictures in this blog are of my garden... of course! Why would I show pictures of somebody else's garden?