What did you do in the garden today?

Just the polar opposite, new moon.
SERIOUSLY!
I am nothing but kind and generous - glory.
The guy at Costco was downright scary.
I seriously feel like most of society is possessed... Society has become so angry, self-absorbed, entitled, and narcissistic. They've lost all courtesy, kindness, empathy, morals, and manners as a whole...generally speaking. If this is what technology and the internet have brought us to, I'd rather go back to the stone age. Just saying....
 
Everywhere I went today, people were behaving very badly, tempers were off the charts, road rage was nuts today.
By the time I got home my anxiety was creepy off the charts. I'm about ready to sit in a corner and suck my thumb.
Days like that are hard on my Quaker sensibilities.
And to top it all off, my always moody bike mechanic went off on me this morning. I left feeling like it was all my fault, but the owner told me he's just always like that. I was almost to tears (came from a verbally abusive home, and I'm not used to being treated like crap and it's always was my fault, IYKWIM.)
I told the owner that if the mechanic can't deal with customers, then he needs to shut the repair office door and always have a go between, because that was NOT COOL.
Then there was a guy that went nuts (not on me) at the grocery lot.
And a guy they were two seconds from calling the cops on next to me in line at Costco.
Breathe, breathe......
Hummies are on the move, so feeders are full and fresh each morning.
I gave away 5 pounds of tomatoes this morning.
Other than that, it's just watching Fall sneaking in.
There must have been something in the air today. I had a terrible day. I cried twice. I'm generally pretty tough but I also came from an abusive family... Things were always my fault. I sometimes fall into that mindset when people are nasty to me because I try to be the nicest, most honest, respectful, empathetic person I can be. It catches me off guard when someone can be so terrible to me when I just try to be agreeable and understanding while also not getting walked all over. I'm nice, not an idiot.

Sending you virtual hugs and understanding nods.

Fall is hiding here.... I started all those seeds, let them harden off, then left them outside over the weekend and they almost got ruined. Highs in the low 100s while I was gone. I brought them back inside last night for this week. It's going to be 107+. I need to transplant things.... I wanted to get stuff in the garden before we leave for 11 days next week. My beets I direct sowed got fried out in the garden. There's only three left of the 50+ I planted. Even the squash is angry. I may risk planting this weekend, but it depends on the forecast once we get closer to next week.

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Today's harvest. The bloody butcher corn was a surprise stalk. It must have gotten mixed in the seed packet of the miniature blue popping corn.
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I steam eggs to hard boiled them. I put water in bottom of the steamer pot, but not high enough to touch the steamer basket. When the water boils I place the steamer basket in with the eggs and cover with lid. Steam for for around 15 to 17 minutes. When the time is up place the steamed eggs in ice water. Take the steamed eggs out of the ice water, one at a time and roll them to crack the shells and then peel shells off.
Rolling the eggs all over seems to be a sure way to get the shell off without damaging the egg. So long as you get the shell to pull the membrane away. If I don't get the shell broken up enough before I try to remove it, the membrane gets caught on the white and takes a piece with it. You just can't roll too hard or the egg mushes too much and tears a bit. I have practiced a lot. 🤣 I make a lot of egg salad and deviled eggs.
 
I was at the mall last week, in and out trip to pick up an order. I had a fierce case of the hungries and was passing a pretzel place that has the initial AA. I stood in line watching the woman that worked there interact with two people ahead of me, both construction guys fresh off the site in the parking lot (100° weather). Then she handled a cc and the second was cash, be-booping the register then handling their food. She then asked if I could wait just a moment while she put another batch in quickly.

Sure. Did she wash? Nope. Was she just moving trays to the oven? Nope. She proceeded to roll pretzels. I pretended to take a phone call, waved,smiled,and walked away.

Blech.



my mother's aunt never ate store bought bread. she lived near a bakery and saw many times guys peeing in the corner of the yard then picking the crates with bread and loading on the truck. happened about 50 years ago when the rules were not as strict as today.
 

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