My Garden Kicks Ass

"Well, there's nothin' in the world that I like better than bacon and lettuce and homegrown tomatoes. . . " 

Guy Clark should stop on by next time he's in Spicewood for some of the finest homegrown tomatoes he can get his hands on! Check 'em out:

Looks so yummy, eh? Well, let me tell you. . . I am so full of tomatoes right now I can't see straight! And looking forward to more. Zeke has worked so hard to restore the squash, but that dang bug may have been the end of 'em. Not to worry, though. . . he re-planted about ten times more than the ginormous batch we had already planted, so we will be up to our buckets in squash by the end of summer!

The cucumbers are doing fine, with a few ready for picking. The corn is on the grow, and Boy-o loves to hide in it a la "Secondhand Lions." Poor little peas, barely hanging in there. The watermelon should be taking off even more in the weeks to come - and I can't wait! Oh, and I can't forget the peppers. . . 

Sitting here typing about my garden reminds me of my Papa James. We lived pretty far away from him as kids, so we weren't exactly "close" until I went to college and got an e-mail address at about the same time Papa did. He used to write me letters about his okra and his doctor visits - no kidding! I loved it. Always entertaining, to say the least, and great to be in touch with family.

Hog Hunting

Well, the Republic of Texas biker rally is in town this weekend, and that can only mean one thing. . . HOGS in the Hill Country! DZ and I are headed out this morning for a drive (in a four-door car, not a two-wheeled death machine - sorry SissieFace!) through the countryside and to make a few stops at such biker bars as Harry's on the Loop and Albert Texas. It's been my experience that where there's rattling pipes and leather outfits, there's also a ton of fun to be had and stories to be heard!

After that we'll go cleanse our souls with a dip in the Llano River. Castell is serving up BBQ and bloody mary's today. . . not a bad combo after a day of hog hunting!

On a side note, the garden still kicks ass and the squash are in full recovery. I'm glad we have all our tomatoes in bloom. . . I'd hate to risk Salmonella for a savory tomato, but those who know me know that I'd pretty much have to if I wasn't growing my own. The moral of the story? It's always safer to grow your own!