Check out my new, cool Tatler BPA-free lids. I'm still experiencing a small learning curve, since that plum jam on the left came unsealed, but I'm excited about them. Another thing that keeps me excited about gardening is my giddy, "I can't believe I grew it myself" reaction to things like that Marketmore cucumber. Seriously, I started it from a seed scant months ago, and it looks like I just snatched it up out of a market somewhere. Snort. Cracking myself up is a survival technique around here.
And out front, the first ripe tomatoes. Of course they're Sungolds. Prolific and tasty, they are the perfect "help yourself" variety. That reminds me -- I should make a sign for out there.
But the very best things? Eric made new front doors. Seriously. He glued up stock to make it thick enough, made rails and stiles, figured out how to cut molding to hold panels, got them hung, which as anyone can tell you, is the really hard part, and put on new door hardware. Doors! That close!
Now all we have to do is to decide what to paint them, and by extension the whole house. Why do I get the feeling that there is scaffolding in my future? Any how, I'm terribly proud, and a few months of house painting would probably do us good.
I'm so proud of him I could burst, and it's hard not to use these as a springboard into a different kind of harvest -- the honey-do!