Tag - garden

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Currently, pre-squish edition
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Peaches and Herb(s)
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Our lily

Currently, pre-squish edition

Sitting here:

Someday we’ll deal with the ivy. Today is not that day.


While I’ll be sad to see summer go, I’m pleased that I squeezed in so much outdoor time. Instead of dorking on the internet for a half hour in between each household task, I just do all of the crap at once so I can spend a chunk of that time outside. I’ve done most of my blog planning here, too. My pepper plants, planted too late, are finally bearing fruit! Er – veg!

Planning on planting some lettuce, garlic and beets this fall. Why not try? I may get to be the COO of “Angry Man Farm” (that’s what we named our house) after all!

Celebrating: National Dog Day with these goobers.

“happy national dog day bitches”


Ollie is kicking ass, post ear infections and dental surgery. He’s been on walks 2 days in a row and is not only making it through without stopping due to fatigue (he always stops to pee on trees), but he’s leading me again! He’ll be with us for 11 years next month. He’s great.

Anticipating tomorrow’s mammogram. I called last week to make an an appointment, expecting not to be seen until October.

Receptionist: We have a cancellation on Monday at 10:45!
Me: Oooooh. Oh. Um.
R: You didn’t expect that, did you?
Me: Noooooo. But I’ll take it.
R: That’s the spirit!

I’m sure it’ll be fine. If you’d like you can read the accounts of my first mammogram as well as my second. I just think that if this teenaged blog becomes a lifelong work of mine, I should be honest about getting older and the seven thousand doctor appointments that come along with it. Maybe someone will find this through Google and feel better.

Reading: The Widows of Malabar Hill. It’s set in 1910s and 1920s India and I’m really enjoying it. It’s numbered #1 in the Perveen Mistry mystery series, so I’m assuming our heroine lives.

Fitnessing. I’m on track to meet my (meager) fitness goals every day this week as long as I get up right now and go in and get to yoga-ing.

I AM UNLEASHED!

Six days a week I either practice yoga or hit the Total Gym. In sixty days, even if I don’t lose a pound of weight I will be a stronger, fitter, and more flexible human bean.

Peaches and Herb(s)

My herb garden is exploding with goodness!

Top: Parsley, peppers, thyme
Bottom: Murphy, oregano and basil


I have fresh basil and parsley whenever I want some, a load of thyme I don’t know what to do with yet, and TONS of oregano. I harvested a bunch of it last weekend, thinking that I’d have enough dried oregano to gift all of my family and friends with some. I was designing “Angry Man Farms” labels in my head. I ended up with this much:

Yeah. I am not good with estimating size or volume.

And then I said to WM, “we should go to the Farmer’s Market and get some peaches, so I can write a blog post called Peaches and Herb(s)!” WM is a HUGE supporter of this blog and all of its related strange ideas. Which is how I ended up with enough fresh peaches to make a peach cobbler.

I used the Peach Cobbler recipe from Piece of Yum. My peaches were medium sized so I cut six of them. Next time I’ll use eight.

The topping was dead simple to make and best of all, I had every ingredient on hand except turbinado sugar.

The turbinado sugar was supposed to be added at the end before the cobbler goes under the broiler for the last 10 minutes in the oven. I used brown sugar instead which was a mistake because it started to burn. So don’t do that. I picked off the burnt parts and the cobbler was saved.

The finished product was gooey amazingness. Do you like the artsy photo? Because this is what my table ACTUALLY looked like.

Blogger photos are artfully curated lies. 🙂

Funny link about recipe bloggers: If You Want My Blueberry-Muffin Recipe, You Must Read This Crazy-Long Preamble First

And for those who got the title:

Fact: SEVEN different women filled the role of “Peaches” in this duo. No word on if they regenerated into each other.

Our lily

This was a plant I rescued from our front lawn. As in, literally part of the lawn, being mowed every few weeks all summer long every year since we moved in 3 years ago.

I put it in a pot and left it on the porch. I believe it’s some kind of tiger daylily.

And despite the pessmistic plant label, it thrived.

Allegedly, there are seed pods and I’ll be able to grow more. We’ll see…

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