Thursday, August 26, 2010

107 degrees in the shade



I won't take pictures of my homestead just now. My quarantined tomatoes droop on the vine – I grew a lot just to share, and now that I can’t, I’ve sort of lost interest in the whole daily irrigation side of things. I'm only 1/8 Italian, afterall.

And the cucumbers, now also quarantined, I grew more to share than to eat. I’m pickling some, but that’s so labor intensive. You have to check the pH on a daily basis and blah blah, blah. On the seventh day of tending these pickles, I realized I hadn’t wanted, purchased, or eaten a pickle since 1990. What was I thinking? Fuck pickles.

But outside my garden, it's beautiful tonight. The heat finally broke; I swear I heard it crack.

38 comments:

  1. Yup. We've got the windows open. And our neighbor gave us tomatoes.

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  2. Fabulous pics AH!!! I love that you're pickling cucumbers...who'd a thought!!! They've got to be better than the store bought kind!!!

    As for the tomatoes...lot's and lot's of tomato sauce...freeze for winter use!!!

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  3. Love to grow the stuff, but really resent having to pluck, pickle, freeze, bottle, can and dry in the heat of summer. Why can't harvest come in November?

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  4. Now I don't feel so bad about not pickling any pickles. I'm glad the heat broke.

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  5. I'd love some of your tomatoes. Growing them here in the constant heat and humidity is a real challenge. I think I got exactly two ripe tomatoes this summer and one of them had been pecked by some nocturnal creature.Jeez. :(

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  6. You are to funny! I also got tired of all the cucumbers. I don't even like them. Gave them all to my son who turns them into pickles. Cooler here but summer isn't over yet. BTW, have my bedroom half painted. Will finish next week.

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  7. Oooh, lovely that the heat broke. I love the noise of it cracking...

    My tomatoes are thrilled to hear they have cousin tomatoes drooping on California vines. Damn, it is hard to grow anything in the grinding heat of months on end.

    Enjoy a breath of cool! We have 40 more days of pushing 110... come to think of it, even Halloween is HOT around here.

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  8. Try putting the unwanted veggies in a basket with a "free" sign.

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  9. I'm glad you got a reprieve, make some gazpacho with those cucs and maters.

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  10. Can't, Jean. Quarantine sez all fruit must be eaten in your own yard.

    I'll pick some this weekend and spend one more day playing Ma Kettle, but that's it.

    WV: Pickast. Really, truly.

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  11. Can you make some gazpacho and freeze it?

    So glad that the heat "cracked" -- We know that feeling here in the steam belt!

    Have a great weekend!
    Genie

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  12. No! Seriously? We talked to health officials at the farmer's market and their concern was keeping the food within a certain radius. I think you can share your veggies with your neighbors and friends. Or did you receive some official paper on this?

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  13. Framable pic's.....keep the heat.

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  14. Target was/is closing out it's garden section (bad Target!) so I purchased three one gallon containers on the cheap. And because of the heat, I can't transplant them.

    annoying

    btw: I'm glad you caught the irony...it's what I do best

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  15. Petrea, I think she has phantom veggies. Or just wants an excuse not to share?

    "Pickles" is a funny word. You cannot have an Ode to pickles, or a Pickle Hymn. The hard "k" sound can only be funny. Or violent. Or regurgitative.

    "Tomato" is another matter, heat or no heat.

    I have no idea what I just said.

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  16. Your upper pic looks like a blend of Siberia and SoCal, which return the perfect climate for tomatoes and pickles.

    DAYo.

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  17. WINDOWS OPEN??? Oh now that's down and dirty. I'm sitting here, in the privacy of my home wearing.....shhhh, a tank top! I can't pass a mirror for obvious reasons. My biggest fear Is I'll buy the farm tonight and the paramedics etc. will find me like this and .........ewwww. I am waiting for marshamallows roasting on an open fire tomorrow KB, right here. Got wire coathangers???

    PS We're pickling at Melissa's cooking class tomorrow.......OKRA~!!! Whoo hoooo!!!

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  18. What I wouldn't give for your tomatoes, too. Sigh.

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  19. But what do you really think about pickles?

    :)

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  20. But what do you really think about pickles?

    :)

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  21. Quarantine cucumbers and tomatoes?! What in hell's kitchen is that all about? Isn't this the land of the free. Oh, right, California. Your state leaders must have modeled from Minnesota the state where nearly nothing is allowed. Produce anarchy now!

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  22. Perfect post to read after having had a big tomato from mom's garden for dinner. Wish I'd had one of your cukes to go with it. I can't imagine 107. It was 90 in SF on Monday and I thought I was going to melt.

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  23. Upside: No more vegetable posts will turnip until, lettuce hope, sometime in autumn.

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  24. efin' hilarious - getting a bit testy in the heat?? I remember a summer in HP when I was 17...I nearly went crazy from the heat...my friend drove me up Angeles Crest Hwy to save me (guess it worked).
    Fantastic last line...goes in my best of collection.
    WV: vader (no kidding)

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  25. PS - marvy photos...making me envious again!
    WV: hesse (very hermanne-esque)

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  26. Well, you know what they say, "When life gives you pickles, play pickleball." Pickleball is a tennis-like game played with a wiffle ball that is all the rage in the retirement world. And, it was named for a cocker spaniel named Pickles!

    PICKLE BALL

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  27. Pickle Ball, eh? Well Mr. Earl, I think you've targeted my new game...went to the athletic club here and wistfully looked at the tennis courts while my knees started aching and crunching...maybe a Pickle Ball tournament!!!

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  28. Hmmmm...today we had our first snow flurries on the deck...then we went up the mountain to Horseshoe Lake...47 deg F....snow flurries up there too!!! Bought my first pair of snow gloves, on sale, 50% off!!!

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  29. Chieftess,
    That's just wrong. But then 98in the shade is wrong too. I"m moving to Paris.
    V

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  30. I'm with you, V. I had to dig out my sweaters again today.

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  31. Well, it's about time something tipped the scale to the inevitable of V moving to Paris!!!

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  32. These pictures are beautiful. I had no capacity to see the beauty of the heatwave, much less drag out my camera. My AC went out during the thick of it.

    On an unrelated note, I thought of you today when I watched Beloved Infidel. Could they have possibly done any worse casting Peck as FSF?

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  33. The tables will be turned come January and February when we're digging out of our latest snow storm...I'll be the one crying the blues and wishing for that SoCal heat wave!!!

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  34. And thank goodness the heat left for a couple days. It was making me cranky.

    The colors of the sky in your photos are almost unreal. Pretty stuff.

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  35. Excuse me but as far as i can calculate, the So Cal "heat wave" lasted what.....days? And Chieftess, it tipped the scales but as of this moment, nobody has stepped up to the plate to offer euros for that move. I'm still sitting here in my tanktop looking like a big fat redneck. Well at least there's no sofa on the front porch. Hee Haw. Pass the toothpicks.
    V

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  36. Virginia, I think it lasted two days. I miss it.

    You crack me up.

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  37. Pickles are overrated.

    Really nice photos. Love the "crack."

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