Archive for August, 2010
Blog, Interrupted
Marine iguanas lined up in the shade. They hang out in piles.
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Male frigate birds, breeding plumage, one displaying. That’ll be one puff and one no-puff.
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Green hawk moth (I think). We dubbed it a “hummingmoth.”
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Swimming penguin. Sunbathing penguin.
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Tortuga (aka sea turtle). Tortuga, too.
Blog Interruption
Our regular blog program (wait…we have a regular blog program???) is being interrupted by Life. Stuff happens, you know? But rather than turn the lights off and shut the door here, I’m going to try to post some pictures I’ve been wanting to post for months. Heck, this could be the best series of posts [...]
Blueberry Season Conclusion
I’m finished picking 2010 blueberries. That’s the year, not the number of blueberries. I have 12 full Ziploc gallon-size bags in the freezer. What do you think–will that be enough? There are still plenty of berries in fine shape to be picked, so it’s hard to stop. Pretty soon, I’ll start picking cranberries, though, so [...]
The Cucumber
Our first cucumber! I’ve been trying for several years, but it took the creation of a “warm bed” (raised bed covered with black plastic and watered carefully with warm-ish water, not freezing cold well water) to finally get something we can call a real cucumber. Mike’s been watching it, saving it, planning to pick it [...]
The Garden
I feel badly about skipping posts here and yammering on about berries and the garden, rather than embroidery and literacy, but the new website and blog are not online yet, and this is my life at the moment. I am a bit more than a recreational gardener: my goal is to grow much of the [...]
Blueberry Adventures
It’s been more than a week since I baked anything with blueberries, and I have yet to make the Blueberry Pandowdy. That doesn’t mean we’re not eating blueberries, though. We have blueberry smoothies with frozen bananas, strawberries, yogurt, and maybe some cheerios or almonds or rhubarb or something else. Or how about some blueberry ice [...]
, by Ellen Ruppel Shell
, by Elizabeth Strout.
