Certain crops in the garden will be allowed to die a peaceful death, because I don't intend to water the whole garden. Priorities, you know. Tomatoes are king around here, and they will be spoiled rotten. Since the beets don't want to grow any bigger, I went ahead and pulled enough for a big pot of borscht.
Maybe it's just because I haven't had any borscht for almost a year, but I swear it was the best batch I ever made. Cliff and I both had two big bowls, and would have had more if we hadn't been bursting at the seams. I always end up wishing I had added more potatoes to our borscht. I got my recipe from my Russian friend Meesha; it's so good that I have no desire to try anybody else's recipe.
I'm sure you can tell I am somewhat discouraged by the drought, but you know, this is Missouri. The weather could change at any time. There's always the possibility of a fall garden, and I have the planting schedule for that from the Missouri Extension Service. I will be watching closely so that I plant my fall garden at the proper times.
Our little town fair is coming up later this week. I have purchased twenty-five tickets for the big drawing, and I'm hoping I come up a winner; if I win the whole hog, I may throw a big party for all my Internet friends. If I win $100, you are all out of luck, because I am not sharing.
Cliff may drive his Oliver 1855 tractor in the parade Saturday.
The tractor we thought we were purchasing from a guy in St. Louis? He isn't answering his phone when Cliff tries to call, so perhaps he has decided to try and get a better offer. There's nothing lost on our end; we didn't give him any money. Cliff and I are both of a mind that if it is meant to be, it will happen. If not, we won't worry about it. Besides, I got a piece of possible good news this evening that makes a Craigslist tractor deal seem like small potatoes. It it works out, I will share the news with you.
If you haven't been checking in with my daughter's blog, she will start chemo on June 12. Cross your fingers, pray, do a rain dance... whatever you know to do that will send good karma her way, just go ahead and do it, please.
Over and out.
*update: We still have the 550 Oliver tractor; Cliff just got a phone call and the guy intends to deliver it tomorrow.
I've never really liked beets so I can't say the borscht looks good! I have been keeping in touch with Rachel about her treatment. I'll be praying for her. I hope Cliff has fun in the parade and you win a prize!
ReplyDeleteDonna I will be putting Rachel on every prayer list down here. We are praying for her morning, noon, & night.
ReplyDeleteNever had borscht in my life because I hate beets. LOL My husband on the other hand LOVES 'em both. Thinks yours looks delicious. Fingers are crossed you WIN big. A party is just what you and your internet friends need. LOL Glad you are still getting the tractor. For a moment it seemed you might not be able to trust the guy. Nice it's working out. I visit Rachel's page from time to time. She is always in my prayers. Take care.
ReplyDeleteMmmmmm beets are yummy, will be keeping Rachel in my prayers, Hugs
ReplyDeleteNo veggie garden for us this year. I'm going to miss it but between my health issues and my mom's battle with lung cancer, I just won't have the time or energy. Send me some of those tomatoes when they're ready!
ReplyDeleteGlad you got to enjoy your beets. Like anything else fresh from the garden they are wonderful. You are right about the weather it can change quickly. We had a very wet year last year but are dry here too. Thankfully we got a good rain over the weekend that helped out a lot. I hope Cliff enjoys his new toy, that new tractor will be keeping him busy for a good while. Your daughter remains in my prayers. Praying every day for her recovery. Hope your Monday is a wonderful one.
ReplyDelete...all of my original tomato plants withered up and died from heat. I'm disappointed, but I guess that's a sign that if the tomatoes aren't going to be out there in the ridiculous heat, I don't need to be, either...
ReplyDeleteGah... I'm of the opinion that borscht is the reasons the Russians became so sour and paranoid. Beets... ugh.
ReplyDeleteKeeping my fingers crossed for good news on the other fronts, though!
Ick. Beets. That shares the bottom of my list with cooked cabbage. Ha! But just so you know, I enjoy your gardening posts. I don't garden (vegetables, that is), but will choose the farmer's market over any grocery store produce.
ReplyDeleteHave a great Missouri week!