The kitchen garden has reached it's peak capacity. The pumpkin is taking over the lawn, the tomatoes are knocking over their supports, the cabbages are getting fat, and we're over run with broccoli.
Very pointy egg this morning from my aged Araucana hen.
Such a good apricot year! I managed to process 40 lbs before I made myself sick eating too many.
Heading to the root cellar with the latest apricot jam and dill pickles in the wheelbarrow..
Buck and Mike have the right idea. Napping away the hot afternoons in the cool living room.