The Book Goes Off to the Publisher!

A couple of people wondered if something was wrong with me, since I didn’t write a bog last week. It was just that I was working full time on finishing up the revisions on THE HOUROF MY DEATH in order to send it off on Wednesday.  I didn’t have time to do much else. Here I am back again.

 

I worked so hard on the book that I’ve neglected my garden and stuff around the house. I’m slowly getting organized. I finally put away sundresses yesterday. Have to find more fall clothes. I did find some pants yesterday as I put away shorts. Woody has been using his new eye a bit too much on close work. Today, he’s resuming light exercise. He keeps pushing.

 

Woody is getting serious about decluttering [finally]. I think he’s going to get some kind of container in which we can throw our stuff as we cull it.  We’ll see how that goes. He has trouble letting go of old clothes and shoes. Often, we hold on to things because they once were attractive. Or have some sentimental value.  And there are drawers with kitchen tools we never use and drawers everyplace with such random objects that were at one time of use or we fancied they might be. 

 

The tomatoes are giving up slowly. The paste tomatoes are just about gone now, and the maincrops are producing only a few but still producing. We can’t complain: this year gave us more tomatoes than we’ve ever seen. We canned tomatoes, we canned tomato sauce, I dried tomatoes, made tomato soup, tomato pasta, and Caprese sald; we ate them and ate them. We gave them to friends and finally to acquaintances. The beans have slowed a bit but still are producing madly. Probably we’ve frozen enough, 19 ½ pounds.  Yesterday, I roasted a bunch and that was delicious.  We’ve not tired of them yet – not nearly.  Italian eggplants are finally coming in. I think I’ll make baba ghanoush this week. The Oriental eggplants are finally easing off. We are finally getting a few cucumbers in my garden. I grow only the burpless kinds.

 

I’ve begun looking for a new winter coat on line.  Mine is serviceable but a little bit shabby.  The trouble is, anything really warm enough seems to be very expensive. I’ll keep looking on and off. I hardly need it till November at the earliest. 

 

We’re trying to use up meat in the freezer to make room for the lamb we’ll get in two weeks from Jean Noon in Maine. I also want to get apples at an apple farm down her nearby road. They have many kinds there and it’s well set up.

 

 

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