Drinking from a Firehose

I’ve been slowly and quite manually “threshing” the stack of rice in Lizzie’s house.

More on the rice later; in the meantime life and more pressing harvests & processing have been standing directly in between me and my rightful claim as the “Rice King” of northwest Georgia.

I found carrots that my garden planning (or lack thereof) had obscured from my view, perhaps planted in the very early spring, or even last winter(?). They are a little knarly but will do well as soup stock components.

Also, a middle of the night monsoon brought a lot of rain over the weekend but also a lot of wind; pepper plants had branches sheared, bean towers pulled hard against their tethers (one has been down twice already, eventually I catch on do something to stabilize them) and tomato cages toppled. This bed of Romas was getting long in the tooth already; the wind actually did me a favor. (The cage has fallen towards the camera from one bed into the next, resting on a tangle of beans and basil.)

Sauces, soups, frozen and oven dried Romas have been the black hole of my “free time” lately; this is among the last of the harvest “peak” for 2012. ( I sure and heck hope so anyway; I have rice to process 😉 .)

That’s all for now; I had to put something up as proof I am still at it……