Yesterday was Lughnasa, the mid-way point between the summer Solstice and the Autumnal Equinox. I think in the Celtic Calendar it marks the beginning of harvest time.
I, however, continue to tuck in small pots here and there, because.......
I had some milk go sour so I decided to use it in one of my off the cuff bread making stints. And after all bread making is a fine way to celebrate any season. As per my usual enthusiasm I made a lot of dough, so decided to make half into a flat bread. NO it is not foccasia, ciabetta or anything of that ilk....it's just a bunch of soft dough dumped onto a sheet pan, allowed to rise, topped with olive oil, salt and rosemary with lots of dimples because I like dimples. It's very tasty, if I do say so myself. The sour milk adds a nice background note.
I will probably cut most of it up into sandwich size pieces and freeze them. I also made a regular round loaf for daily use. I usually bake smaller batches in summer as our humid summer climate leads to quickly forming mold. Moldy bread gets cut up into cubes and is frozen for stuffing, bread pudding etc. Some year we have a lot of frozen cubes.
I bought another pot of sunflowers two days ago and SOMETHING is already eating them. The culprit completely demolished a pot last year. I think I am going to repot and make some sort of cage for them. I love feeding all the critters who come to eat, but enough is enough!
We are in for more clouds and rain this week. Considering what many parts of the country are going through with wild fires I am not going to complain. We live on the edge of state forest, so are always cautious about any potential for fire.
My hearts goes out to all those across the world who have had to evacuate and worse.
We'll see, grasshopper.............we'll see............
As always, thanks for stopping by............*s*