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Showing posts with label mississippi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mississippi. Show all posts

Frozed. . .

So much for meteorological predictions.

The thundering snow storm we were supposed to have kinda pooped out, or more realistically, didn't get cranked up full force until it was well to the east of us.  We got quite a bit of sleet and managed to have an extra day off from work because of that, but I was really looking forward to the 2 to 4 inches of snow which never came.

Ah well, we are simply at the mercy of Mother Nature and her fickle behavior.  Last week it was tornadoes which ripped half the roof off my favorite watering hole and totally demolished the fireworks stand we were inside of about 20 minutes beforehand.  This week, ice and plunging temperatures.  What's next?  Locusts?

Drats!  Man wanted snow.

But then I read something like this story and I realize that living in the Southeast isn't such a bad thing.  An occasional snow is okay, but 40 below being stalked by wolves while hobbling around on a bum knee is a whole 'nother level of drat.

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Baited. . .

See Greasy, a little cracked corn and sunflower seed is quite the incentive to a pesky raccoon.

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Red Gold. . .

The big payoff is here.

This is what I sweat and toil away in the garden for every spring and summer.  This is only about half of what's out there, especially for the cherry tomatoes.  I wish there was an easier way to pick those little devils, like with a tiny tomato vacuum cleaner or something.  There are still a jillion and one of them left and I just flat wore out.

Gardening is good.  So good.

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Heartache. . .

Our post office has had birds living in the canopy over the entrance for as long as I can remember.  Today when I entered I could hear birds chirping inside the building, which is unusual because I usually hear them outside.  Just beneath my p.o. box I found these two babies huddled together and scared.


And John Q. Public?  Well, they were totally ignoring them as they passed or gawking in fascination as the poor creatures struggled against the wall.  So, leave it to Dr. Dolittle here to break into action and rescue the poor things.  I set them outside where I know most of the nests are and hopefully the parents will come back to look after them until they get their flight wings going.

Damn you people!  Where is the humanity in this world?

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Good Bed Weather. . .

Looks like a great day to stay in bed and read.  What do you think?

Hopefully the 70% predicted will come through.

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Nature's Helicopter. . .

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Reflected Joy. . .

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Creeped Out. . .


Don't worry kitty, it is disturbing.

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The Midnight Garden. . .

There hasn't been a whole lotta sunshine in my life lately, but the garden still offers it's quiet sanctuary where I can escape from the ghosts which haunt me.

I picked the first of what appears to be THOUSANDS of Cherry 100 tomatoes and they are just as sweet as they look right off the vine.  Bug poo and dirt included.. . .


From the photo below, it won't be long before I am inundated with cherry toms. . .but really, am I complaining?  Just means more cucumber and tomato salad this summer and now that I have three kinds of basil out on the porch, including a spicy purple variety, the salad will be a delightful and fresh way to beat the summer heat.



Here are the larger Celebrity variety that appear to be maturing nicely with no sign of blossom end rot which is the bane of the Southern gardener due to our clayey soils, but this year I see no signs of calcium deficiency.  So. . .yay!


Also, my sweet bell pepper plants are doing quite well as I have struggled with them for four years.  The lack of production and small, irregular sizes of the peppers have been a huge disappointment over the years, but it seems I have the soil conditions just right for good fruit.  Also, I hope to get some pickings before the real summer heat sets in.  All peppers I have ever planted produced more and appeared healthier either early in the season or once the heat has passed in September.


The okra is coming along nicely less than 6 weeks after planting.  I think the soil has never been better for gardening.  Lime, lime and more lime.  And lots of cow poo.


And finally, besides tomatoes, my next favorite garden vegetable, well legume actually, purple hull peas!  Remember what they looked like about a month ago?  Well, TA DA!!


If the insanely large elephant ear on the other side of the house doesn't eat us this year, this out of control goodness probably will, unless we eat it first, of course.


All I need now is my favorite cornbread recipe and the maker who makes it.  Where is my favorite cornbread maker anyway?

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Destroyed. . .

I was driving around near the tiny hamlet of Ebenezer today and witnessed some of the destruction from the gigantic tornado that rolled through Mississippi in April killing 10 people.  Experts said the tornado was 1.5 miles wide and traveled on the ground for nearly 150 miles.

This picture is from west of Highway 433 and the destruction along the highway is almost 3/4 of a mile in length.  There isn't a structure within 500 yards of this roof or wall or whatever is it, so it traveled quite a distance before coming to rest among some sheared off trees.  Luckily this is a very rural area, otherwise the toll would have been higher.

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In Memory. . .

Today, I visited the War Memorial building in downtown Jackson to pay respects to the brave soldiers who have made the ultimate sacrifice in defense of our common values and beliefs in America.


The inscription above the front columns reads, "Peace shall come to those who strive for peace."




The inscription on the crypt reads, "Time will not dim the glory of their deeds" and "May this symbol stand guard over the ideals and purposes for which gallant Mississippians suffered and may it serve as inspiration to us to shield forever the fragile quality of liberty."


The faces of sacrifice.

God bless the United States and her mighty military that protects us from tyranny.

UPDATE:  Borrowed this link from the blog And So it Goes in Shreveport and as she states, "if it doesn't bring you to tears, you're made of stone."  Amen.

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Emotional. . .

Bobcat, sometimes people feel like that too.  Don't worry, it'll get better, not all men cats are like him.


See you're feeling better, aren't you?  Just takes a little time. . .

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Flower Power. . .

Last year, I bought this asiatic lily plant for the large barrel on the front porch and it never seemed to progress much once it was planted.  It was blooming when I bought it and immediately dropped the bloooms once I got it in the dirt and I never saw another flower.  Yeah, I was unimpressed.

The lily died off like the other three plants did and much to my surprise after wintering over, three of the four plants returned this year, with the lily leading the way in growth and healthiness.  It has literally bloomed overnight and this year was the first time I was able to enjoy the fragrance and the remarkable beauty of the flower.  I wish the internet had "smell-o'-net" because you would love it!  I'm thinking about planting some more this year simply to enjoy the complex scent of this lovely variety.

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Easy Pickins. . . .

One fact of life:  life will not be stopped.

And such is the case in the garden this evening.  remember the "baby squishes" from last week?  Well, TA DA!


Man, can't wait for some fried squash!

And those tomatoes?  They are coming along nicely too.  The weekend rain sure helped everything and without a doubt I am one happy garden ape.

Here is the Cherry 100 variety. . .



And below are what I think are Better Boy. . .could be Arkansas Traveler, I'll have to check on that.


Lots of good eating ahead folks.  And it's gonna be a toss-up between what I like better, fresh tomatoes or a pot full of purple hull peas.  Ah, the choices!  What do you think?

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Garden Variety. . .

Although it's been tough to find time to garden this year, I have managed to get a few items planted. So far we have four kinds of tomatoes, sweet bell peppers, crook-neck squash, okra and purple hull peas.

Life is coming hard and fast these days and the garden offers a quiet sanctuary to ponder weighty thoughts and be one with the natural world. There is something satisfyingly simple and soothing about being out there alone amongst the growing things and admiring the great tenacity of life.

Here is a close-up of the squash. I guess one might call those "baby squishes."


And here are the very healthy and much awaited purple hull peas.  And my homemade "trellis of disorder", which last year wasn't so effective because I did not have it constructed before these vining peas sent out the climbing "shoot" and flopped over on the ground to grapple with the grass and each other.  This year I expect better results.  Man, fresh oven-baked cornbread and purple hulls peas?  Nothing better!


And let's not forget the tomato, the true fruit of summertime labor.  You know I was wrong, I think i have more than four varieties planted.  Let's see:  Better Boy, Arkansas Traveler, Celebrity, Big Boy, Sweet 100 and another indeterminate cherry type tomato that I cannot recall.  No matter, all tomatoes are good and it's always the highlight of the summer to have a fresh tomato from the garden.  Can't wait!

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Colors. . .

of life.




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A Fish Out Of Water. . .

Suffocation.

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The Unknown. . .

Bobcat, sometimes you just never know what's coming down the pike, do you?

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Honk Honk!

We have baby geese!

When I got home on the evening of the 22nd, I noticed that the female had moved off her nest, which is not so unusual.  Although she spent most of her time incubating the eggs, at least twice a day she would leave the nest to forage around the pond with the male.  But on Thursday I just knew something was different, so I walked out the the empty nest and found this:


Four empty eggs shells. . .


The female was hunkered down in the tall grass just across from the garden with the male standing dilligently on guard.  It wasn't until Friday afternoon that I caught a glimpse of the happy family scooting around the pond. . .



I apologize for the shakiness of the video, I'll try to get a little better footage of the new family.

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Fry Me Up!

First Lady Michelle Obama is visiting my hometown of Jackson, Mississippi today to highlight her "Lets Move" campaign, which is her pet project in the fight against childhood obesity.  She will visit two schools along with our Republican Governor Haley Barbour and his wife Marsha who also have a program aimed at increasing daily physical activity called "Let's go Walkin' Mississippi."

Now normally, since I am a cynic and a hardcase, I would do my best to excoriate or poke fun or generally insult Michelle Obama, but on this societal issue, I think she's doing swell.  However, I reserve the right to assault her fashion sense when she shows up in one of those horrendous boob belt contraptions.  Yes.  I. am. petty.

Back to the obesity issue, there is no doubt that Mississippi is the fatest state in the union, one look around the local mall can prove that without any multi-billion dollar scientific surveys.  We love our fried foods.  Catfish, crappie, chicken, okra, country fried steak, hush puppies, cracklins, french fries, chicken-on-a-stick, pickles, mushrooms, crab claws, crawfish, shrimp, Twinkies, cheese, chicken wings, onion rings, corn dogs, tater tots, macaroni and cheese, the list goes on. . .

But it's not just that we enjoy the crispy goodness of food items that pass through the standard breading procedure and a red hot ride in the deep fryer.  We also love or pork products.  Ribs, bacon, shoulder, chitlins, souse, pork chops, fatback, ham hocks, sausage, jowls, ears and feet.  Mmmmm mmmmm!  I couldn't imagine a pot of black eyed peas or collards greens cooked without some porky goodness.  Head on over to the Big Apple Inn for a pig ear sandwich sometime.

Or cuisine is what you might call, uh, not so heart healthy, but you have to understand how our Southern society has changed over the years.  Mississippi has largely been an agricultural state.  Of course, cotton was king at one time and even today's agriculture, whether it's growing beans, corn, cotton, sweet potatoes, rice or raising cattle, pigs or chickens, is still the single largest industry in the state.  But with the advent of modern conveniences and mechanized farming, the phyical labor necessary to farm has been reduced.  I'm not saying it's easy, but it's a lot easier now than it was 100 or even 50 years ago.  Simply put, we just don't move around as much as we used to.

And with the advent of super-modern "timesavers" for children such as X-Box, Playstation 3, cable TV, iPods, iPhones and air-conditioning, kids are even less likely to venture outdoors to run around and play, burning off all those built-up stores of energy from these high fat, high calorie foods.

So, in effect, our obesity issuse is as much a cultural issue as it is an issue of responsibility.  I have serious doubts that Southern cuisine will change much over the next hundred years, but the level of personal responsibility by parents can be increased tremendously in a short period of time.  Education of what and how to eat is an important facet to a child's development.  If you are constantly slopping greasy pork chops, mac and cheese and turnips with savory morsels of fatback on plate, what does a kid know?  Hey, it becomes the 'norm' for a child, a learned acceptance and generally and most probably something that will be passed down to the next generation.

Well crap, gotta go to a meeting before they shut down the Interstate for the First Lady's arrival.  Good luck Michelle and have fun with Haley, he's a fine man, just ask Cudi Bug.  Ain't that right Cudi?

I'll try to finish this after a while, but in the meantime, Michelle, please don't tax my butter beans!

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