31 July 2013

La Belle's Hobby Farm: Attack of the Killer Cucs!

I think pickles are cucumbers that sold out.
They sold their soul to the devil - and the devil was dill.
~ Mitch Hedberg

ike Nelson, Servo, and the rest of the MST3K crew would love my garden.

Right now, it looks like Attack of the Killer Cucumbers out there.  Already down for the count are my poor little corn stalks.  They aren’t stalking anybody anymore.  I lifted up the blanket o’ cucs and spied a couple of ears, but if they don’t get enough sun, I don’t think they’ll make it to the table and the pat of butter I have waiting for them.

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So far, the tomatoes are standing up to Cuc McCreeps.  But at least one of them looks like he might not produce many more tommy toes ~ McCreeps has gotten huge and once he wraps his once cute little green tendrils around you, your bottom half is in perpetual shade.

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That being said, I am really looking forward to the harvest.  Because whatever one may say about Cucs McCreeps boundary issues, he produces a creep load of cucs.  Crossing my fingers, but I just may be able to get a couple jars of pickles out of this year’s experiment.

My little cuc volunteer is going gangbusters too:

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And low and behold ~ the volunteer I thought was a twin to McCreeps is actually a squash!

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I can’t wait to see what this baby pops out.  If it’s a zucchini, I’ll die.  And promptly make bread out of it.

So another lesson learned in this year’s garden: give the cucs plenty of room to roam ~ far away from other plants!

Oremus pro invicem,
~ Mikaela

What lessons are you learning from your garden so far?  Have you already started making plans for next year?

29 July 2013

Postcards: Tweeting the Old Fashioned Way

What a wonderful thing is the mail, capable of conveying across continents a warm human hand-clasp. 
~ Author Unknown

witter did not invent the abbreviated public thought ~ although keeping it to 140 characters might be new.

Before Twitter, there were. . .postcards.  Costing only a couple of cents plus postage, you could scribble a quick hello from wherever you were (usually some exotic locale) and send them to envious friends and relatives.  But make the content good: there is only so much room on the back!

My letter for Day 29 of 31 Days of Letters is a postcard to my dear pen friend Carol Ann:

Postcard of the Blue Ridge near Clark County, VA
The biggest issue for me is that some postcards are really beautiful renditions of the places I’ve been ~ and I end up keeping them!  So this time I bought two: one to send and one to keep.

Here are some other examples of those snail mail “tweets” of old 

Oremus pro invicem,
~ Mikaela

Do you still send postcards?