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Seems gardening has its perils for us lefties (klutzes?). I cut my right index finger with the pruning shears on Friday and shrugged it off. But yesterday, I gouged my right ring-finger with the floral shears when I was snipping tomatoes to store (and ripen indoors at the end of the month). Even though it was a gusher, it wasn't until this morning when it was swollen, black & blue, and throbbing that I reluctantly went to get it checked. Too late for the stitches I should have gotten on both cuts but I had them cleaned and steri-stripped, a tetanus shot, and (goody!) these cute finger condoms. (Sorry about the pic, it's tough taking a pic with the wrong hand and a wide angle lens to boot). Aren't they adorable?!
So I've started a book I must say is worth commenting on here.
The Elephant's Journey, by Jose Saramago is just divine and I highly recommend to all. Much of Saramago's work (he's Portugese and his novels are available in translation) is rather dark and very much worth a read too (
Blindness, The Gospel According to Jesus Christ, Death with Interruptions, etc). But this little gem already has me chuckling a few chapters in and Saramago's chapter-long paragraphs lend themselves superbly to this wry and gorgeous fable.
We've been very busy between farm and garden work, soccer games, and brewing up bi-weekly vats of marinara to freeze. I swear I am not sick of eating tomatoes (they're scrumptious!) I'm just tired of trying to keep up with them so they don't spoil before I have a chance to save that warm flavor for the winter months. I've also been running out to pick Cockscomb Celosia and Gomphrena and tediously de-leafing and hanging them to dry. We'll see how they turn out.
Jack is in a major book-reading marathon and I can't keep him in books. I'll add his recent reads to the family reading list shortly. He's batting a thousand on all his subjects at school and I've also noticed that he is now, perhaps, a half an inch shorter than me!
Naish is starting early New England and American history. His teacher commented on a Batcheldor who settled New Hampshire and pointed out that Naish lives in one his ancestors homes. I think Naish was pleasantly surprised at the confluence of this history lesson and his new home.
It's cool here (not chilly yet). I'm checking the 10-day forecasts fastidiously as we have over a thousand bulbs to plant (tulips, narcissus, alliums, lilies) and some corms and tubers as well. The trial garden gig is up and flower farming must commence! More on bulb planting and, possibly, an exciting Winnicut River Farm announcement to come.