I thought all our kohlrabis had been killed by a mid-spring cold snap-- so imagine my surprise when I found this one growing in amongst the tomatoes! As you can see, it's as big as Suellen's hand. And it wasn't tough or strong tasting, either. I peeled it, sliced it, and put it in a salad. Delicious!
Bandit likes to sleep in unusual positions. Here, he happily snoozs on her back halfway undr the bed.
On the Big Island
On the Big Island. While the trail is step and somtimes rocky with a few cliffs, it really isn't that scary. Maybe they want to warn off clueless tourists.
Hwy 50 goes through the middle of Nevada. Gas stations are 60-100 miles apart. There was no cell phone reception for 250 miles. The scenery was spectacular. Towering mountains, deserts, salt flats, and huge valleys with virtually no human habitation.
James Martin spent several years photographing the 48 islands in the San Francisco Bay. The resultant coffee table book has hundreds of photos plus full information and history about each island, as well as information about how to get on them. Amazing stuff.
The Islands of San Francisco Bay website has the book at a special discount.
The Salvation Army donation truck & two amazing power-lifting men in self-proclaimed "furniture-lifting shape" just left with about half our worldly goods. (We had to downsize for San Francisco, our next stop.)
D.J. was right. I could have enumerated 33 reasons in 33 days why I hate Connecticut, but most would be true anywhere. Except "do you really, really like winter?" which only pertains ... well, where it pertains.
It all came down to "do you want to live for the rest of your days with gumpy Yankees who say 'ayah'?" We should have taken the hint when a West Hartford physician remarked that we didn't look like Connecticuters because we were smiling.
33 Days & Counting Until We Blow This Popsicle Stand
I tried to bond with Connecticut, but it was not to be. I cannot recommend this state except to those thrilled with snow and grumpy Yankees who say ‘ayah.’
Reason No. 1: Growing impoverishment.
Connecticut’s per capital income figures show that it is not only No. 1 again, but by a larger margin than in the past. However, “minus the millionaires, the rest of us are pretty ordinary, which is to say we struggle.”
One –quarter of households spend more than 50% of their income on housing.
Over 70% of the jobs expected to be created in the next 6 years will pay $19.23 per hour or less – while Connecticut’s “housing wage” – what you have to earn to afford a typical two-bedroom apartment, is up to more than $21 an hour now.
Many people are “one blown carburetor, one furlough, one emergency room visit from homelessness."
Found at neighbor's tag sale -- a stepping stone kit for $5 bucks.
The kit included fast-drying cement mix, a stick for stirring, pieces of glass, a plastic mold. It came together in about two hours & is currently curing on the kitchen counter.
(Bob's sister Kate is marrying Pat on May 10th.)
