Swiss Chard are coming along
I got to eat our first squash of the year this weekend.
No rest this weekend. My daughter and her friends went on their campout and despite my fears for what could go wrong-hey I'm still the Momma Bear- everyone had a great time. They navigated major highways, pygmy rattlesnakes and miscellaneous dangers adeptly and I couldn't be prouder. My daughter called on the way home to say she had been the recipient of a ticket. I was ready to blow my stack with visions of skyrocketing car insurance racing through my head until she clarified, "no Mom, I got a tick!". Phew, a tick I can handle, a ticket that's a whole 'nother ballgame.
As for me, I spent the whole weekend having a much needed and quite rare Me Getaway. I attended a two day defensive shooting class and brushed up on my personal protection skills. I had a wonderful time, relieved a little stress, burned up a lot of ammo and came away with quite a sunburn. If you love to shoot there's nothing better than a weekend at the range shooting at paper bad guys from behind barrels.
Lastly, I took some pictures of the gardens progress. I did absolutely nothing in the garden this weekend and the grass around the raised beds has gone wild. Guess I know what I'll be doing tonight after work. That pumpkin plant my niece insisted on planting, Pumpkinzilla, has grown completely out of the bed and is roaming Tokyo ready to swallow cars, chickens and whatever gets in its way. The squash bugs tried to kill it but even they failed. I will enjoy getting my sweet revenge when I carve up the pumpkins for pie at the end of summer.