The One Thing I Miss About Kenmore...

This parking sign is around the corner from our old apartment. A crazy plant grew up inside the center of the post and out the little holes.

I'd pass this when I walked the dogs and it always made me feel optimistic.

Stop, thief!

I planted my garden back in April. I faithfully watered it, fertilized it with coffee grinds; pulled the weeds.

And I've gotten to eat almost NONE of it because someone keeps stealing all of the tomatoes and the jalapenos.

I'm happy to share, but REALLY? Do you have to take every ripe vegetable? Just went down to pick my dinner and I won't be eating ANY of the meals I planned this week because TEN ripe tomatoes disappeared between yesterday and today. TEN?

That fresh mozzarella I bought? Won't be making a caprese salad.

The bacon? No BLT's for me.

The pasta? Who needs fresh tomato, garlic and basil sauce.

Stop stealing my dinner!!!

It Doesn't Get Any More Local Than This

In a month, my beans have grown this much...










I'm so happy that ugly wall is getting covered. Best of all, I've even got a couple of beans coming in. Woo-hoo! I'm betting they'll be ready to eat in about two weeks ago -- right before the "Keep It Local" challenge ends.