By Carol Clark
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Miss those fresh out-of-the-garden, juicy, for-the-love-of summer tomatoes? Those big beauty's are why I started gardening. I can't get enough of them during those few short months of the year when the world is full of ripeness and you can sink you teeth into a beautiful tasty tomato still warm from the garden.
Fresh salsa is a summer staple on our dinner table. Fresh tomatoes with cilantro and just a bit of hot pepper. Canned salsas are never as good, with their watery consistency and bland "off" flavor. You can imagine my excitement when I found the next best thing to fresh hidden in my six-hundred page volume of "Cooks Country Cookbook".
While the pale, hard, tasteless tomatoes in the produce department are bringing four dollars a pound, this recipe takes a fifty-cent can of diced tomatoes. Add a few fresh ingredients and you have salsa that is better than any restaurant in town.
Makes about 1 cup
1/2 small red onion
1/4 cup fresh cilantro
1 tablespoon fresh lime juice
1 garlic clove, peeled
2 tablespoons canned pickled jalapenos, drained. (I used a fresh jalapeno).
1/4 teaspoon salt
1 (14.5 ounce) can diced tomatoes, drained
Pulse the onion, cilantro, lime juice, garlic, jalapenos, and salt in a food processor until roughly chopped, about five 1-second pulses. Add the tomatoes and pulse until chopped, about two 1-second pulses. Transfer the mixture to a fine-mesh strainer and drain briefly. Serve. The salsa can be covered and refrigerated for up to two days. Re-season to taste before serving. OH YEA BABY!
"Summer's lease hath all too short a date."
By Patty Hoisington
Monday, April 11, 2011
There are actually baby vegetable plants popping up from the soil inside the cowpots which currently reside inside trays under clear plastic domes. The seedlings are tiny, but green and alive. It seems like we have waited eons for the seeds to sprout, though it has only been a couple of weeks since we planted them. Now, there are tomato, tomatillo, peppers, brussels sprouts and cabbage. More will be planted this week, so that I can once again (in my impatience) peek under the clear plastic domes once or twice a day to check on the presence and progress of new plant life.
To make sure the plants stay healthy and strong and grow successfully beyond their indoor habitat to their respective spots in the garden, this year we decided to follow the guidelines and suggestions of The Old Farmer's Almanac in regards to when to plant, and what plants to plant when according to our specific location. I think we have been too hasty in years past: We planted early, and lost a good deal of those plants to the last blast of cold weather that we always seem to get. Then we replanted. It gets expensive replacing plants. So, we are planting from seed, and planting later this time - and I will continue to peek under the plastic domes, cheering the little seedlings on.
Monday, April 11, 2011
I figure its a sure sign of spring when Murdocks gets their Chicks in!
My grandson Brody fell in love with these babies.
He's never seen anything like that and it was so funny watching him gently look in at them.
This was a guest blog, written by our very own LLFD, Sue Buskist. We think her grandson needs to be the poster child for too-cute kids everywhere who want to know, "Hey, Mom, can I take one home and keep it?"
By Penny Stine
Friday, April 8, 2011
The kiss of the sun for pardon
The song of a bird for mirth
One is nearer God’s heart in a garden than anywhere else on earth
By Carol Clark
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
One day , the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live.
They spent a couple of days and nights on the ranch of what would be considered a very poor family.
On their return from their trip , the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"
"It was great , Dad."
"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.
"Oh yeah, " said the son.
"So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.
The son answered:
"I saw that we have one dog and they had four.
We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end.
We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.
Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.
We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.
We have servants who serve us, but they serve others.
We buy our food, but they grow theirs.
We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."
The boy's father was speechless.
Then his son added, "Thanks, Dad, for showing me how poor we are."