Supermoon Chant


In honor of the super moon tonight.

... whippoorwills chant their praise to the full moon shadow falling softly across the
lawn in long slashes of dusky blue light fireflies twinkle about in a code so ancient
and secret only Mother can decipher as I slip into the woods sucking in lungs full
of warm moist air filled with night scent and damp earth my feet caressed by soft
blades taking their own flight exhaling into the night as I walk the earth
tonight and forever how long can a moment be held …

There are no whippoorwills nor fireflies on this November night but I was reminded of this poem I wrote from long ago as I walked the woods tonight.

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Fall Garden Update

img_2041The weather has finally turned and it feels like fall or more officially Autumn. Leaves are crunching underfoot and trees are bare or shedding. Purportedly the last of the seventy degree days are now gone.  It is time to diligently watch the forecast for the first freeze.  Contrary to all this it has been balmy and calm with many pleasant hours for the hammock. I hear reports of crocus, lilacs, day lilies and other tender spring things budding out and in bloom. And the jonquils are breaking ground.

The garden is once again struggling to know whether it is warming to summer or cooling to winter. Most of the summer bugs have hunkered down and a few grasshoppers still lurk about, but the aphids and cabbage worms are in full swing. I may break down and use some BT on the cole crops of which there are few left. Out of about one hundred seeds I started there are at best 20 remaining and some of those doing poorly.

Please click  this link for the full garden update posted Tuesday evening. Meanwhile  I spent the morning in the hammock listening to leaves crackling on the susurration and mid morning birds spread the word. The sky is cerulean, the trees rusty oranges and the air crisp but soft from the warming sun. Remember to walk the high road.


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All Things Green

Indeed, Autumn is what we have. Daylight hours tell us it is Autumn but the temperatures have been another matter. We turned the air conditioner back on – for the last three days – for temps in the mid to high eighties. Eighty seven today and a dry hot wind. The worse possible scenario for leafy greens trying to get a hold in the ground. No rain, again, for over a week.

I feel like the garlic went in the ground a little too early and hope this heat doesn’t do something weird to it. I also planted some shallots for the first time and have high hopes for them. It seems I am constantly running across recipes that call for shallots and never have any so there ya go. Shallots.

 mature okra pods are drying to use for decorations.

Mature okra pods drying to use for decoration

This is the second batch of okra drying for a fall decoration. They make great rattles too if you get them big enough and the seeds will dry properly. I also have fantasies of making some Christmas cards using a cut piece of okra as a stamp and making stars on card stock. Sounds kind of childish but what the heck. This is the very last of the okra! Well except for what new growth is coming up from the leftover stalks that I cut out quite a while back. Who knew okra would grow back like that. If the next two expected night time lows in the forties don’t kill it I expect it will crank out a few more pods. Stuff is tenacious.



This couple of Ping Tung eggplants are awesome now that the flea beetles aren’t eating it up. Couple to a few eggplants every day or so is just right! I chop them up and saute to add to pasta salad or scrambled eggs or soups mostly. It is conceivable there will be enough all at once to make a batch of baba ghanouj before they succumb to the cold. If we get any cold.



These three jars contain 2 pounds of jalapenos and organic cider vinegar ground to a slurry in preparation to make a batch of salsa. The recipe is in the Ball Blue Book listed as Jalapeno Salsa. The first batch I made was so delicious and not nearly as hot as you might think. Just right. Remember to use freezer jars when freezing liquids. These are being held in the freezer until I have time to make the salsa. Just another one of my fantasies…cold weather and snowed-in time.

Arkansas Black

Arkansas Black

We accidentally bought too many apples. Don’t ask. It happens. We also accidentally bought too many potatoes but that is another story (they will easily can). Aren’t these Arkansas Blacks just stunning! I took dozens of photos of them. We wrapped each one in newspaper and stored them in the fridge for later eating. The other box of el Cheapo seconds we got at the local apple dealer all became applesauce and mighty fine applesauce I might add.


It’s a peeper!!

I was born in Arkansas and I have lived in the Ozarks for the last thirty plus years and all that time not once have I ever seen a peeper until the other day! I walked right up to that big old okra plant with the limb loppers in hand intending to cut it right down and there sat what appeared to be Prince Charming in all of his finery, err disguise. Or his sister, I know not which. It stopped me dead in my tracks because the green he exuded was magnificent. He shimmered. I also thought of Elphaba. Never have I seen anything quite so beautifully green except in Oz. Here is a closeup.

Elphaba or Prince Charming in disguise - take your pick

Elphaba or Prince Charming in disguise – take your pick

You should be able to see that this was the highlight of my week.

Other things of note; we had a marvelous steaming pot of fish chowder in celebration of (hopefully) anticipating cooler weather. It could work. I washed my truck that had been unwashed for just over three years. It rained the next day after a 29 day dry spell. Don’t judge me. I made a rhubarb pie yesterday after re-discovering the frozen rhubarb. Most of the summer crops are out of the garden. Most of the fall/winter crops are in. Still to plant is pak choy, more carrots, radish etc. We will be eating kale next week. And thank you to Tonia for sending along the seeds! I look forward to planting them next spring.

Have you put your garden to bed or will it stay up all winter to see fresh green things for your table?

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September Garden Wrap Up

I finally got the September garden wrap written. You can find it right here.

If you don’t want to click the link to read the garden update here is a picture of a cow to keep you entertained.


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A Kitchen Day

img_0511After twenty nine days with no measurable rain the garden has been seriously waning. You can water all day long and it will fail to thrive as well as if there were rain to appease the plants. The flower bed was in sad shape and dropping seeds for next year. Most of what little is left was dying, withering and producing little and that often misshapen. In spite of all that I continued to let things be and pick the few meager cucumbers and okra every day along with the last short row of bush beans.

Then it rained and I couldn’t even get out there for a few days.

There must be beans to pick and I could see the okra from the window. I could also see damage from hornworms on what was struggling tomato vines that most people would have ripped out long ago. The occasional fried green continues to grace our table and is every bit as good as a spring fried green tomato.

Finally this morning I was able to venture forth and to my surprise brought in eleven pounds from our little garden space. The peppers were the biggest surprise. I had planned on leaving them until they turned red but they too had hornworms and quite a bit of damage. So I harvested all the large and medium Jimmy Nardelo peppers, the Thai rat turds which are turning red daily, and every jalapeno as big as my little finger because that was where most of the damage was this morning. The pablano seemed fine as did the Marconi.

So I spent the day in the kitchen instead of lolling about like planned.

There were cucumbers

The cucumbers are still lounging on the counter. Horribly misshapen they continue to be delicious and sweet. We have dehydrated enough to fill three quarts.

The rat turds, tiny little peppers hot as a fire cracker.

The rat turds, tiny red peppers hot as a fire cracker. I pick a good handful of these every few days now, rinse, dry and trim the stems close. Then they go into the “rat turd” zip lock to be saved for later. I imagine they will turn in to a sauce when they are all picked. They are about 1/4 inch long.


There were enough Nardelos to make four batches of Spanish rice mix to freeze. I brown a cup of rice in a tablespoon of hot oil then add 2 cups of chopped peppers and a whole chopped onion. Fry this for about two minutes then turn out onto a cookie sheet. Place the sheet pan on a cooling rack on the counter until it cools enough to turn in to a zip lock bag for freezing. We use six to twelve of these pre-made packs to make Spanish rice over the winter. Brown some ground meat, drain if need be then add the slightly thawed contents of this bag. Add a 12 – 16 ounce jar or can of tomato sauce or other tomato product, season and simmer with a tight fitting lid until the rice is done. It’s a pretty fast meal. We call it fast food in this house.


Jalapenos are one of my favorite things to grow. I just love them. We eat a lot of them too.


After purchasing several tools for the job I have settled on this 1/8 teaspoon to seed small peppers. Please remember to wear gloves when handling hot peppers – latex free, powder free and unscented.


Rinse well in a colander to rid them of the stray seeds and drain dry.

Don't drink the green smoothie!

Don’t drink the green smoothie! Here I have processed the jalapenos in the blender with organic cider vinegar. Along with the last tomatoes in the freezer this will be salsa in a few days.

There was also a pound of okra which was breaded and frozen. Two pounds of green beans found themselves in a pot with bacon, onions, chicken broth and a few potatoes for dinner and leftovers for tomorrow. I picked a handful of tomatoes both red and green likely for tomorrow also. Overall a pretty darn good haul for September and a month with no rain.


All the while this pot roast was simmering away in a big skillet drenched in Schlafly coffee stout. Add a quartered onion, some crushed garlic cloves and plenty of cracked black pepper. Simmer slowly for several hours and serve with your favorite sides.

We had the roast, green beans and some of that okra fried with homemade ketchup. Yum! Then we finished off the last of the no bake cookies and did a few extra laps on the treadmill.

What’s cookin’ at your house this time of year?

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Wrapping Up Summer – almost


The final Cushaw weighed in at seven pounds and ten. Much less than I had hoped for but way more than last year.

To see more about the Cushaw click here.


Breaded okra is one of our new favorites. I tried several methods before settling on this one. Wash,  dry and chop evenly. Dip in well beaten egg then in flour. Place on wire cooling racks to dry off slightly. Place the cooling rack on a cookie sheet and set in the freezer for a couple hours. When frozen solid remove pieces of okra from the rack to a zip lock bag, label and freeze. We fry 20 – 30 pieces per serving in a small narrow bottom pan with hot peanut oil then drain on paper towel. Salt and pepper and you’re good to go! Gene and I both like horseradish sauce as a condiment with most fried vegetables.


Great edamame harvest but short of what it can be by about half. We learned a lot and will plant somewhat differently next year.


‘Schrooms growing on the unfinished Hugelkultur after a few days of rain.


One of many daily harvest pictures; a small Cushaw, Japanese Black Trifele tomatoes, cucumbers, and a handful of okra.


We are particularly fond of the little patch of corn and the harvest from it. This is Bodacious and was it ever delicious!


Genovese basil ready for pesto making.


Another day’s “little bits”; Jimmy Nardelo, Marconi, and Jalapeno peppers, okra, Thai peppers in the little black bowl, Zebra tomatoes and a couple jars of dehydrated cucumbers. We are really enjoying the cucumbers this way!


The August overview is available here now. Check it out. Thanks for reading my blog!

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The Kitchen Table

Many a good times have been had around the kitchen table. My own Grandmother’s kitchen was always a beehive of activity and I have fond memories of such things as Uncle Butch before daylight eating a huge plate of eggs, me with a five gallon bucket of okra to slice, my Aunt getting a home perm, Grandma Dall decorating someones wedding cake and many fine dinners with a dozen platters of vegetables fresh from the garden along with fried chicken, beans and Spanish rice. 

Surprise! Someone with a camera caught this circa 1950'2 - 60's kitchen table photo. Front L and then counteclockwise; Grandma Thelma Hargett Dall, Uncle Mitchel (Butch) Hargett, Odessa Hargett Severn, Bob Severn, Gilbert Hamling, Dad Kenneth Blevins and someone else. I am sure there were more adults and many children eating in the living room.

Surprise! Someone with a camera caught this circa 1960’s kitchen table photo. Front L and then counter-clockwise; Grandma – Thelma Hargett Dall, Uncle – Mitchel (Butch) Hargett, Aunt – Odessa Hargett Severn, Bob Severn, Gilbert Hamling, Dad – Kenneth Blevins and someone else. I am sure there were more adults and many children eating in the living room.

My Mother’s kitchen table when we were young was home to her sewing machine at times, a place to do homework and the nightly gathering place for dinner. It was also home to birthday party cakes and Saturday night card games.

My own kitchen table is either spotlessly clean or knee-high in some project most likely food related. It has hosted card games, pot lucks, canning and freezing adventures and quilt sewing.

This morning I happened across a FB post from a friend across the big pond, Jean. I always enjoy Jean’s posts and this one was spot on for me. I hope you enjoy it.

Printed with permission from Jean Marie Feddercke; “I don’t have a kitchen table anymore. I haven’t had one for almost twenty years because my flat has a “galley kitchen”. But I can remember a time when the kitchen table was smack dab in the centre of my life. 

When I was a kid growing up on my Grandfather’s farm in the Ozarks, the kitchen WAS the home. A bedroom was for sleeping and the front room was for ‘company’. The kitchen was for everything else.

And any time that you were in the kitchen, the radio would be playing in the background. You knew without the man on the radio telling you when summer storms were coming because there would be crackles and static from the lightning as it approached. In the summer, despite having chores in the morning, we would often sit there at the kitchen table listening to the radio until as late as 11PM. 

When I did the ironing on Saturdays, I always placed the board so that I could look out the window that was over the kitchen sink. This gave me a view past a huge walnut tree, down past the chicken house, and then on and on over the woods. With some music from the radio it was a pleasant time and not a chore at all.

But the real heart of the kitchen was the kitchen table. Now let me tell you about our table: it was ultra-modern! Yes! My Grandfather wanted to keep up with the times and he bought a metal table with a formica top and four chairs with genuine vinyl seats and back rests! It looked just like the picture below that I found after Googling, except ours was grey and white. My beloved Grandfather really moved with the times!

This kitchen table was not only just the place that you ate, it was also where you sat and peeled potatoes, shucked the corn, shelled the peas, and generally prepared meals. It was where you did your homework. It was where you sat silently yet companionably reading of an evening with your Grandfather – one or the other occasionally making a comment about what was being read (or making one more cup of tea). It was where you sat on a hot summer night, watching moths and June bugs beat against the window and little lime green tree frogs with pale yellow bellies and sucker feet would hang on to the glass and catch them for their dinner.

Looking back, I can’t remember all that we talked about on those nights at that kitchen table, but I promise you that those conversations and all the time spent at that kitchen table fed my Soul and nourished my Spirit.”

More of Jean’s writing can be found on Amazon here.

What is your favorite “kitchen table” memory?

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