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>Back to the Farm – Market.
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Honestly, it took a long time to organize and prep and put away all the lovely produce from yesterday’s Farmers’ Market. I usually make a point of sitting outside on the deck, weather permitting, and listening to the birds and enjoying the breeze (if there is one) while pulling the hulls off the strawberries and taking the peas from their pods (the bunnies love the pods) and anything else that needs work. Maybe you’ve noticed I gave in and bought rhubarb. I remembered that last year I combined my own tomatoes with some that were given to me and some more from the Farmers’ Market so I’d have enough for salsa. I tell myself it’s okay to combine Market rhubarb with my own, now that I’ve discovered more ways to can it.
>Visit my guest post on Women on the Fence
>I’m on Women on the Fence today, talking about crushing the stigma of depression. Check it out!
>Complicated? That’s Wisconsin.
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>The best seats in the house – er, ballpark
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>Strawberry Season!
>Part of pursuing the locavore philosophy means serving the same fresh ingredients for a period of time. Nature is convenient this way. When we start getting tired of a certain food, it’ll be out of season and something else will start ripening and taking over the Farmers’ Market stalls. Last night’s supper was salmon (frozen), asparagus, rice, and for dessert, strawberry ice cream and strawberry dump cake. The ice cream was a basic vanilla with strawberry “juices” added. I made the juicy flavor additive by mashing ripe strawberries through a strainer. The juice went into the ice cream; the leftover mush went into this basic dump cake. I posted this last summer, but it’s so simple that it’s worth posting again.
Fill the bottom of a 9 x 13 casserole pan with 4-6 cups clean, sliced strawberries. Leftover mush from the ice cream process works here, too.
Top with ½ cup butter, cut into slices. Sure, you could use margarine. But butter tastes so much better.
Dump one plain yellow cake mix on top. I keep a boxed mix in the pantry as a staple for times like this.
Top THAT with another ½ cup of butter cut into slices. Bake at 350 for 35 minutes.
Serve with ice cream (homemade, if you can) or whipped cream. Coffee on the side, of course.
>The Gated Community – er, garden
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>Summertime, and the Farmers’ Market is back!
>It’s too easy to spend money at the Downtown Farmers’ Market. Here you see the bounty of week one. Strawberries, lettuce, cheese curds (freshly made that morning!), asparagus, etc. etc. etc. Most of it fit in my big bag on wheels, but the two boxes of strawberries required two of us to carry.
>Friday, Friday updates
>Let’s see:
- The rain barrels are full.
- Lake Okaybyme has reappeared in the backyard.
- I squished across a grassy swamp to get to the compost bin last night. My shoes are still damp.
- Sun mixed with clouds today – I hope the scattered showers scatter far away from here.
- I’m on my third cup of coffee.
- A chipmunk is running across the deck again and again, almost like doing laps.
- Amigo and I might go to Cars 2 this afternoon.
- Birds are hopping in and out of my garden enjoying the worm feast. The old CDs as scarecrows turned out to be a failed experiment. Darn.
- Hey – how did that chipmunk get in by the tomatoes? Did it float? Build a small ark?
- Young wild bunny definitely lives under or near our deck. That’s fine with me, but I wish the small furry creature would stop eating my mums.
- Someone in the neighborhood is mowing their lawn. I can’t imagine the grass is dry enough. Ours certainly isn’t. By the time it’s dry, the grass may be a foot tall!
>Beside Still Waters book review
>It started with tragedy and ended with a question: will she or won’t she?

