Today is the second time this week I’ve woken up to a surprise summer rain. Sunday’s rain took everyone by surprise, but I’m not sure about this one as I don’t really pay attention to the forecast in the summer.
Summer rains have meant different things to me throughout my life. As a little kid, it meant we couldn’t go to the pool that day. Mom wasn’t going to sit in the rain so my sister and I had to find something else to do. “Quick, what are the other kids on the block doing?” Read the rest of this entry
You should really watch this video about NC A&T’s Tomato Festival first.
Crunchers, do you want tomatoes grown at home, better than the ones from the store like in this video? Have you built a raised bed to try to achieve that result? How did you decide on which type to make? Plank? Railroad ties? Cedar? Cinderblock? These were questions my husband and I had to answer after the seed starting when we got to the point of planting seedlings. Read the rest of this entry
Two years ago, my MIL gave me a planter of herbs once we moved into our house. This was just the beginning of learning about the awesome-ness of using something from our yard in our food. Read the rest of this entry
Surprise Basil Plant
Last year, my mother-in-law gave us a planter with several herbs growing in it. My favorite was the basil. It’s just so versatile, especially for the non-cook!
The basil grew and grew and I picked off the flowers so that it would keep growing and growing. To my surprise this past spring, a basil plant was growing on its own outside of the planter. One of the seeds from last year survived and grew more basil! Read the rest of this entry
Several years ago, my mom bought me an aloe plant on Father’s Day because I burned my fingers while making my dad breakfast. It was pretty small, but now it looks like this. Read the rest of this entry
About two years ago, we upped our veggie intake and I was eating a salad almost every day for lunch. When preparing meals, we were creating a lot of trash with all of the parts of a veggie that we didn’t eat. Honestly though, my husband does most of the cooking so he was probably doing most of the throwing away. I realized what was going on once his job moved him out of Northern Virginia and my job/grad school kept me there. Once I was doing most of the throwing away, I started thinking about composting. Read the rest of this entry