Someone brought me three lemon cucumbers today. They don’t taste lemony, I was told.
Good with hummus.

Someone brought me three lemon cucumbers today. They don’t taste lemony, I was told.
Good with hummus.
Three months ago I helped someone with their knitting. Yesterday they came to my front porch and I received this unexpected treat. Raspberries are about my favorite fruit. They taste like summer.
“Sand Hill Berries is a family-owned and operated small fruits farm located in the foothills of the beautiful Laurel Highlands of southwestern Pennsylvania. Our farm specializes in red raspberries, red currants, black currants, gooseberries, yellow raspberries, blackberries, blueberries, and strawberries”
If you can’t access the short here’s a still shot. I’d dropped the can on the front porch rug.
Friday afternoon- I was sitting on the front porch knitting. A Fed Ex truck arrived with an unexpected birthday gift.
What lovely timing. Thank you J.
Now I have Wind Chimes on my front porch like Laura and James’ house. When a breeze blows, the tones are clear and melodious. A donation was made to Hospice Foundation of America when you purchased them from Woodstock Chimes. Reading about the Charitable Chimes made them even more special.
Here’s what they sound like with the tones from Amazing Grace
The end of the day. Time to go inside the house and read by a good light before bed. Looking forward to coffee on the front porch in the morning. Summer porch season is the best.
A knitting friend saw my lone cherry tomato harvest post with the accompanying nickel photo . She’d had an abundant harvest. There was a box of raspberries too but I ate them before I thought to take a pic.
Here’s what she brought me and I threw them into olive oil and garlic (thanks David) and turned them into a fresh tomato sauce.
Thanks to a comment by Yvette of Priorhouse blog I looked up Rose of Sharon in Grapes of Wrath click to read of the symbolism of her name and character. It’s been a long time since I read it.
I’d mentioned the Bible reference before from the Song of Solomon
*I’d posted a Rose of Sharon blossom recently and declared it unfurled but it was truly furled and had only become unfurled now . “transitive verb. : to release from a furled state. intransitive verb. : to open out from or as if from a furled state : unfold.”
I was incorrect although I haven’t edited the post. Yet.