Soooooo----life is reduced to this. Signage to remind me to obey. It all started several Friday's ago as I was hurrying home from work---hurrying as in 52 in a 35 zone. Or so the policeman told me. I saw him going the other way and he threw his hands up in exasperation as if to say "What the----". At that point I knew I was a marked woman. When I saw him turning around in a driveway I knew there was no way out. But being so close to home I stayed on course---with reduced speed. He followed me home with lights a flashin'---right into my driveway. I remember thinking this probably wasn't such a great idea in full view of the neighbors. So I did the only thing I could think of---I acted really sick and told him that was the reason for my speed. That resulted in a lecture and a "WELL THAT IS THE WORST TIME TO SPEED---WHEN YOU ARE SICK" So he took my license to the squad car and I texted my husband "In driveway getting ticket". I KNEW he would come to my rescue and say "it's OK officer, I will take it from here". NOT. I saw the garage door open a peep and knew he was watching from safety. The officer then proceeded to say to me very loudly "DO YOU KNOW YOU DON"T HAVE A TICKET ON THIS LICENSE". Of course I knew that------the license was only a year old, if you recall. But he gave me a rather stern warning and left. I was rather proud of the "not having a ticket" part of the ordeal but the next day I caught myself speeding again and so----a little note to remind me

Still in Food Preservation Mode! Green Beans-----lots and lots of green beans. So much so that a certain member of our household asked if there was something else we could fill the freezer with besides green beans! But I happen to love green beans----so if that certain member of the household prefers another vegetable to preserve----well, the kitchen is available-------

Salsa---HOT--is canned and labeled and put away. I think I take as much pleasure in picking out the labels online as I do in canning itself!!! But the next batch will be a little milder!

It's time to make the Salsa! Unfortunately I ended up buying tomatoes because I was impatient to start canning. I have been a little spoiled in years past by just picking what I needed that I got a little sticker shock at the Farmer's Market. Is is just me or are local tomatoes a little pricey? I saw a vendor selling homegrown tomatoes for $1.50 each. One tomato at $1.50? That seems outrageous. A customer questioned if it was a mis-label and walked away and the vendor yelled "just because you can find one cheaper doesn't mean it will be better". I didn't pay that much but I will wait till ours are ready before I can some more. I think I got a little carried away with the Jalapeno peppers though--it is a little HOT!

It is wonderful to have a retired neighbor with a beautiful garden who leaves produce on our deck. It is icing on the cake to have this same neighbor leave appropriate recipes accompanying the produce. Tomato Bread! French bread topped with tomatoes, black olives and cheese and then broiled. I will be trying this on the weekend!!!!

Blueberry time at the Farmer's Market! And they look so pretty with the glowing blue against the green container in the morning sun. I didn't do anything special with them except eat them out of hand. Ok, I shared them with Dan, but I ate most of them. A blueberry pie sure sounds good though!

Welcome to Pearson Park! Apparently the park service has a new greeter--and better than the Walmart Greeter! A speckled little beauty wandered out of the woods as we drove by on our bicycles and paused long enough for me to take a picture!