That makes me think of garbage (time to clean out the basement!), which puts me in mind of compost, and
Bear with me here; sometimes my writing is as circuitous as my thoughts. Day before yesterday, I went through the tomato bags and collected two big bowls of tomatoes that were ripe enough to process, so I pulled out the Mehu Lisa steamer pot and made juices and sauce. (The skins and seeds went into the compost bin.)
Yesterday, we had a gorgeous day, the last good outside day predicted for a while, so I tried to finish cutting the hay in the small meadow and orchard out in the field, but the best I could do before leaving for Special Olympics was to finish cutting the big garden section where I had planted the corn and squashes that never produced and just went to weeds, and only started cutting the orchard.
Today I awoke to a Ray Bradbury dreary October day so I went into the garage and made wreaths out of the hops bines. I used upended bushel baskets as wreath forms and that worked very nicely. The wreaths will stay put till they are good and dry. I may decide to further decorate them or try to sell them as is. They smell really nice. After that, I decided to freeze the last of the cabbages. That took a couple of hours, but by noon I was well into making Tom's new batch of apple dumplings. (We had them for supper.) I brought in the half bushel of dried beans to shell out after I finish this blog entry, but I may wait on doing that. Tomorrow is laundry day, and hopefully I'll get to Tom's three bushels of corn. His corn didn't fill out very well, but it's mostly good enough for us to eat, so I'll try canning it in pints since my last attempt at freezing corn didn't work too well -- the corn was very mushy when I tried cooking it.
I added another layer of wood shavings to the chicken coop floor when I went out to check on water and feed. Some of the hens were smart enough to stay dry in the coop, but most of the chickens looked bedraggled from being out in the rain. They reminded me of that scene in the movie Gone With The Wind where the black house servant was trying to catch that scrawny rooster to cook for dinner.
All told, it was a productive day. I always feel better when I think I've accomplished something. A nice end to the day was my nephew, Johnny, calling from Cornell University. It was great to hear from him!
See ya later!