Tag - garden

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Peaches and Herb(s)
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Our lily
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Currently, rainy edition

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…

Currently, rainy edition

Listening to the continuing rain. It started Saturday afternoon, but I did manage to get some time in at my personal “swim club.”

Life before the rain started yesterday at 4pm.


The handiwork at the top right is WM’s effort to keep Murphy and Jack (the boxer living on the other side of that fence) from meeting. None of the fences that surround our yard are our own, but we do what we can to reinforce them. 🙂

Murphy is on the mend. WM’s been up with him every night for the last 3 nights, making sure he gets let out when he has to go. He’s (Murphy, not WM) still poopy but with much less frequency and increasing solidity. We are supplementing his regular food with canned food for digestive issues from the vet. He’s back to normal energy levels, which I incomprehensibly missed. I miss my bird feeder, though.

Ollie is 3/4 of the way to being on new dog food. I’m hoping that’s the key to getting him past the ear infection hump. It worked before.

Weeding the front garden. I put some perennial flowering plants in there, and now I’m waiting for them to take root.

Watching Westworld again. I caught up on the first year with this three minute animated video and I think I’m good to go. The show is so hopeless, though. There is no way the hosts can get a happy ending.

Reading Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine. All of the reviews say it’s uplifting but I’m finding it very awkward and sad to get through. I’ll keep pushing. The monthly Show us Your Books post comes Tuesday!

Laughing at this tweet…

But hey, only 877 days until the 2020 election and then we’ll actually play nice with our allies again instead of sucking up to North Korea.

Hoping that the mechanic’s bill isn’t too large tomorrow. Did you think I was talking about Molly, since I mentioned her locked lift gate on Friday? NOPE. This is our red Jeep, which started smelling like burning plastic ON THE WAY HOME from passing her inspection on Friday.

Working from home tomorrow.

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