Whew! If it's not one thing broken around here, it's another! Cannot send pictures from my iPhone to our computer. Have been messaging them to Poppy and he then emails them to my gmail address and I download to the computer. Well now Poppy can no longer send them...something went terribly wrong???
So! I am now messaging pictures to Andee in West Virginia and she is mailing them back to my gmail address and I download them to the computer. Sounds like some of us don't know what we're doing. :)
Anyhow, the weather has cooled off a bit here and we are actually getting a little rain, as I sit here.
I should be sewing bonnets and aprons for the upcoming Christmas Craft Bazaar but both my sewing machines are in need of repair! Like I said, If it ain't one thing it's another! :)
My teeny tiny greenhouse and playhouse have been a mess all summer...
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With the record-breaking heat and dry weather this summer well, it was just no fun being there. Now that it has cooled off, I've cleared a spot behind the playhouse for stuff...
Hopefully, these plants will survive the winter back here, especially so after the leaves fall and cover them. Most the other potted shrubs, rose bushes, etc., are inside the garden fence...grouped together for the winter...leaving the playhouse cleaned out and open...
Now to do some fixing up and changing things around. No longer a very pretty site. I definitely want a new rocking chair for next summer! Any suggestions?
So now, I have a little persimmon story to tell... Poppy and I love persimmon pudding but there are no persimmon trees close by or at least that's what we thought...
Walking down the path one morning I found a pretty orange persimmon in the middle of the path. No kidding! Poppy said, when I opened my hand to show him the persimmon. We walked back down the path and sure enough there was a tall skinny persimmon tree leaning out over the path. Several cars and trucks travel our path daily, so we have had to watch closely and check often for a fallen persimmon.
Finding only 2 or 3 at a time has taken patience to prepare and freeze 2 cups of pulp. This is 1 cup frozen and a few more left on the counter to ripen. Finally, after weeks of this, enough to make a pudding...
and hot from the oven...
and it turned out good! Do any of you like persimmon pudding? I was really surprised to read that persimmon pudding originated in the Midwestern United States particularly Southern Indiana. I always thought it originated up around Seagrove North Carolina, some of mama's people. :)
Well, I guess that's about it for now except a little photo shoot with Smokey...
that serious look when it comes to his food
and a perfect little angel
Thank you, friends, for visiting. Hope you'll come back!
Love, Henny
Technology can be so very difficult!
ReplyDeleteI've never even seen a persimmon.
Smokey is so cute!
How I remember picking up persimmons for my mother and her baking with them. And eating them when they were not quite ripe and have my tongue go numb! You brought back memories for me, thank you. I think your 2 areas look very clean and organized. Precious enjoys seeing Smokey. She's not eating as good as she should. Going on 15 and will have her annual by Nov. 1. We'll see what's going on. She had radioactive iodine this past Dec. 29 for thyroid issues.
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