August Blooms & A Happy Ending

Hello, friends.   Last week, I made cashew parmesan, harvested basil, and made pesto.  As I won't be canning any tomatoes, I want to be sure we have plenty of pesto, so we can continue to have pasta about once a week.  Guinness had a much needed bath, in the outdoor shower, with homemade dog soap.  After the neighbor didn't respond to my messages regarding fruit pickup, I canned figs, and froze pawpaw pulp in muffin tins, for smoothies.  Two new bras were handwashed with homemade soap gel.  A little later than usual, I made my autumn soap, Pumpkin Chai.  It will be ready to wrap August 29th.

In the garden, I harvested tomatoes, cucumbers, carrots, probably the last tromboncino, and peppers.  J started cucumbers a couple of weeks ago, and they're looking good.  It's questionable whether they'll have time to bear before first frost, but we thought it was worth a try.  I gathered hazelnuts and wild hickory nuts.  Last year, the majority of hickory nuts weren't good, when I shelled them.  I gathered around a dozen last week to see, and none were good.  Maybe the squirrels leave the bad ones on the ground.  I expect they have a way of knowing, perhaps scent.  I'm still trying new to us recipes that were saved.  Last week, we tried chickpea cucumber feta salad, which we both liked.  I like finding recipes that don't require cooking, for when temps are high.

On Saturday, I heard from the neighbor, and shared figs and pawpaws.  She gave us a Happy Camper sticker for the skoolie.  With the weather turning cooler, J & I enjoyed a lovely pond sit one evening.  We had a rewarding thing happen on Saturday.  While in the garden, I started hearing what sounded like "baa-ing".  I called J, and we determined it probably wasn't in our woods, but he could see a stopped car through the woods.  We walked out to the road, and found a man trying to release a fawn that was stuck in wire fencing across the road.  The man had been there several minutes, and wasn't having any luck, so J asked me to run and get his wire cutters.  A few snips, and it was released.  It did immediately run right into the fence again, so he lifted it up and over, where it quickly ran off.  The sweet thing did have some abrasions on it's leg and belly from the fencing, but J thinks it's old enough to be be OK, even if it doesn't reunite with it's Mom.  I realized Sunday evening that I totally forgot about writing a skoolie post.  I'll try to remedy that this week.  Have a good one, friends.