It is hot as all get out here. We slept in the basement, the three of us sharing a 3/4 sized mattress (an out of general production size that is between a twin and a full). I woke up at 4:30 and pedaled to the garden to water. The sunrise was beautiful. I brought home five more cucumbers to add to the small stash in the fridge and came up with two and a half pounds. Too few for a full gallon of pickles, but I will add to the crock the few that present themselves tomorrow and Saturday.
I love fermenting pickles. Few ingredients and they are all beautiful. The yellow liquid is pickle juice from last year. I was going to add some to the crock but didn’t in the end. Who wouldn’t want to spend a week in this bed?
We still have two gallons of pickles from last year. An embarrassment of riches. We must eat more pickles! Each year I put fewer plants in the ground, but I need to further limit planting.
We went to bed at sunset and the basement is quiet so the fireworks didn’t bother Frida. It can be such a stressful day for dogs. Our neighborhood was mostly quiet during the day, too. We sat out on the drive with a drink at 5:00 p.m. and didn’t hear so much as a lady finger. I was a big fan of fireworks as a kid. Inch and a halfers and bottle rockets were my favorites. I didn’t have a dog at the time. A big sorry to all the dogs I stressed out with my noise.
Lacey’s alarm just went off, so I should work on breakfast. Much law work today, but I don’t need to start for a couple of hours. It has been quite a morning already! I hope yours was nice, too.