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I got a late start on my garden tilling and only a small amount done. I have a long way to go and will have to go over it several times. If the weather stays nice I will do some more tomorrow and again will probably start late. The ground is still a little wet from all the rain that came down on Wed. night. I can only do a bit at a time because my funky arm gives out, but I will get it done.

I hope to get corn in the ground this coming week. The tomato seeds are up and growing. I will start some green pepper seeds very soon, also. There are also potatoes to go in the
ground soon, too. This is the time to plant them while it is cool. I need to get sweet potato slips from the hardware store as the ones that I tried to start are just not doing anything.

This year's garden will be fairly basic. It will be what I can do and not what I want. There will be onions, tomatoes, potatoes, corn, winter squash, beans, and some greens. Even with a basic plan for the garden I don't know how well my arm will take it. I will persist because there is nothing better than fresh vegetables from the garden.

A garden will and can save you a lot of money on groceries. I still have stuff from last year and if it were not for the garden produce I would be pinching pennies even harder, until the pennies squealed even louder.

Everyone that can should have a garden. Everything I hear and see says that food will be expensive and may even become scarce-shortages. It is already high and gets higher every time I go to the store.

Gasoline is nearly $3.00 a gal. here. That is why I stay close to home. My tank is nearly empty now. People will stop mowing if it gets to high.

This the time for car insurance, home owners insurance, and more dental work. Social Security just doesn't stretch far enough, does it. And the new health care package gives me a laugh. You will pay into it, but it will not be available untl...What...2014? So, pay now and pay later. Just another scam and I have been scammed to death already.

My mother always had a garden, even in that small lot on Brooklyn street.

That must be where I got the gardening gene from; where I have to get my hands into the dirt and the dirt into my hair, eyes, mouth and down my front and even into my ears. Do you think if I get into enough dirt I might grow, too?

Anyway, here is where I

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Working

I've been outside working hard. I pulled up all the pea plants. They are done for the season. I gave the vines to the chickens. They can probably find a few pea pods and have something to scratch through. I have a few of the better pods in my pocket.

This morning and this afternoon I have been trying to clean out the back store room. I had started it before and now I want to finish it so I can use it. It is the same store room that I raised the little chicks in. I had gotten the worse out a while back, but this time I wanted to mop it out and sanitize it. You wouldn't believe the spiders that had taken up residence within. Nasty, black spiders.

I mopped and mopped, but I couldn't get the stains out of the concrete. It is drying now. I will mop it again tomorrow and see if it looks any better. IF not, I have a few gallons of old porch paint that I can use up.

I am enjoying the refrigerator pickles. They are really good. I may try to make some relish and pickles, too. It is now hot and dry, but the cucumbers like this weather and are very prolific.
Also, I have more squash to put up and the tomatoes are coming on strong. I guess I am feeding little rabbits, too.

Yesterday while I was at the farm store I happened to see something zip across the ales at the speed of sound...not really, but fast. It was a mouse. I guess the farm store would be a good place to take up residence considering all that feed and seed. Yum, says Micky. I wonder what else may be lurking in dark shadows.....

It seems that home invasions are becoming commonplace. Well, one intruder here will intrude no more. He was met with force. Another one went out the same way a couple weeks ago in Evansville. The sad fact is that they were young and dumb. Things are bound to get more scary as the economy sinks. If you don't have a gun and/or don't want one, at lest buy a baseball bat.

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