tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post7251984199826459469..comments2024-02-10T03:47:12.772-06:00Comments on gather: Where The Wild Things Growdonna bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13507579686738843451noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-50220152023800786242015-07-27T13:38:27.499-05:002015-07-27T13:38:27.499-05:00How marvelous..I love wild things..How marvelous..I love wild things..The Dutchesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03417068949346419906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-79616716051728180052015-07-23T17:59:16.923-05:002015-07-23T17:59:16.923-05:00Doc, thank you so very much. I definitely will or...Doc, thank you so very much. I definitely will order one for myself and one for my son. I hope I can baby it along as I can't seem to keep roses alive. I have blackspot where I live and spray and mulch etc. but they always die. I might have more luck with a climber. Can't wait. I have to learn Penny Lane on my ukulele for baby girl.donna bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13507579686738843451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-89479562868809020182015-07-23T16:00:52.662-05:002015-07-23T16:00:52.662-05:00I love that name.....Penny Lane is offered by Davi...I love that name.....Penny Lane is offered by David Austin, it is a lovely old rose type climber with dense foliage and honey-champagne color roses.Dochttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05230334534323236665noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-56848285134316896772015-07-23T11:00:10.955-05:002015-07-23T11:00:10.955-05:00There are so many factors involved it is overwhelm...There are so many factors involved it is overwhelming to most. Enough sun is the main factor in vegetables (at least six hours a day of full sun) and of course watering and good, friable soil. Start with one thing. It really is a hit or miss thing. Thanks for stopping by.donna bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13507579686738843451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-72538439340120498382015-07-23T10:07:47.000-05:002015-07-23T10:07:47.000-05:00I love the thoughts of growing my own food - have ...I love the thoughts of growing my own food - have tried several times but my thumb seems to be black! Gorgeous imagesdesignchichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11814501245552660696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-64025326269117300422015-07-22T17:46:30.787-05:002015-07-22T17:46:30.787-05:00Oh my. Definitely fledgling gardeners should be a...Oh my. Definitely fledgling gardeners should be able to have a calm growing season before overnight falling trees and hungry deer are introduced into the plot. Weak pun. xoFranceshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08352407314710067616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-66196789765242044772015-07-22T17:19:01.531-05:002015-07-22T17:19:01.531-05:00Well, there you are Amanda. In the post before th...Well, there you are Amanda. In the post before this I was mentioning you in the comments section. We talked about that very thing. Feast or famine must have been a yearly struggle for the farming culture. Good to hear from you.donna bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13507579686738843451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-73853975736400984592015-07-22T14:14:06.911-05:002015-07-22T14:14:06.911-05:00What a gorgeous harvest. Does make you wonder abou...What a gorgeous harvest. Does make you wonder about how folks survived in the old days. Lots of dried fruits, canning and the like to last through the long winter. Amanda Summerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00942636545948440422noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-1951381289813797102015-07-22T13:02:16.704-05:002015-07-22T13:02:16.704-05:00Frances, that is funny. The things you can grow i...Frances, that is funny. The things you can grow in a pot now are amazing. Even in bags. I hope some of the children get to try to begin a new generation of gardeners. I grew pumpkins in a baby swimming pool we used once for baby goslings. Here at the farm, I am fighting tomato hornworms and the top of my white peach tree broke down last night in the rain. I and my weenies just had to chase the deer away from the feast. We mustn't tell the new gardeners though as they would give up before they started.donna bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13507579686738843451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-63402198360169748752015-07-22T11:55:51.417-05:002015-07-22T11:55:51.417-05:00Donna, what a joyeous picture you've shown us!...Donna, what a joyeous picture you've shown us! The colorful bucket filled with ripe wild plums is a visual treat. I completely agree with an earlier comment that you might enjoy drawing or painting some of this bounty.<br /><br />Chiggers. You bring back an itchy memory of childhood Virginia summers. You are right about their invisible characteristic and habit of searching out particularly annoying locations for their nibbling.<br /><br />It must have been such a relief to finally have some cooler weather.<br /><br />At the farmers market this morning, I was surrounded by abundant varieties of perfectly ripe produce. I was amused by some young children (possibly from some school or day camp) being taught to recognize such exotica as ... potatoes.<br /><br />xoFranceshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08352407314710067616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-27489080592028513102015-07-22T09:06:33.497-05:002015-07-22T09:06:33.497-05:00Thank you. I just wondered if it is an American t...Thank you. I just wondered if it is an American thing or not. Insurance is crazy in America and for everything. Very expensive.donna bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13507579686738843451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-51823523861591073832015-07-22T02:49:41.273-05:002015-07-22T02:49:41.273-05:00You ask whether the farmers insure their crops Don...You ask whether the farmers insure their crops Donna. The answer is that I really don't know. We live in a totally grass and upland area where there is little or no corn - but in the South, where it is often mainly arable and there are fields of wheat then that may well be so.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-43611982800597897342015-07-21T21:56:26.103-05:002015-07-21T21:56:26.103-05:00It is hard to imagine living off the land....being...It is hard to imagine living off the land....being absolutely dependent on it. We take grocery stores for granted. Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10123691580195879542noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-46442021530283332652015-07-21T16:11:32.768-05:002015-07-21T16:11:32.768-05:00Oh Jacqueline, how I'd love to see that. Is i...Oh Jacqueline, how I'd love to see that. Is it one by a famous rose company. Can't think of his last name. David Austen perhaps?donna bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13507579686738843451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-73244004748669034842015-07-21T16:09:04.934-05:002015-07-21T16:09:04.934-05:00I should do some little tags like you do to go on ...I should do some little tags like you do to go on the jars Monique. Good idea.donna bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13507579686738843451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-52022602139667994132015-07-21T14:24:07.742-05:002015-07-21T14:24:07.742-05:00WOW, what a harvest Donna …… you can't beat ga...WOW, what a harvest Donna …… you can't beat gathering your own food can you ?<br />….. and, I have a rose called Penny Lane. Look out for it ….. I think that you need one in your garden !!!!! XXXXJacqueline @ HOMEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06154045482594773377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-77739909658195403182015-07-21T14:10:29.487-05:002015-07-21T14:10:29.487-05:00They are absolutely gorgeous..You should paint the...They are absolutely gorgeous..You should paint them!:)La Table De Nanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04358539954508050792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-45164564543117859942015-07-21T13:55:46.238-05:002015-07-21T13:55:46.238-05:00Never did see those before, but you are right. Yo...Never did see those before, but you are right. Your grandmother must have strained them multiple times to get it clear. I'm juicing them today.donna bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13507579686738843451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-56855377737186964012015-07-21T13:53:23.169-05:002015-07-21T13:53:23.169-05:00I just hope there is never some calamity as I don&...I just hope there is never some calamity as I don't think the younger generations will have a clue how to feed themselves. They are in the sink now draining from a good washing and will go into the pot soon. donna bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13507579686738843451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-80384966134505056542015-07-21T13:51:20.512-05:002015-07-21T13:51:20.512-05:00They are a little less sweet or more acidic than t...They are a little less sweet or more acidic than the store ones, but still good. Come on down.donna bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13507579686738843451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-18383833009584957002015-07-21T13:29:01.069-05:002015-07-21T13:29:01.069-05:00Magnificent! What a treasure---I can just smell ...Magnificent! What a treasure---I can just smell that juice simmering, and see the rosy rivulets streaming out the holes in the Chinois. <br /><br />I dreamt just last night of the tee-ninecy golden plums, each about the size of the last joint of Mammaw's thumb, which we used to seek out in a "secret place" way out in the woods from the little town she lived in. We'd get bonnets and buckets and long-sleeved shirts, for these little fellows required squeezing past thorny thickets like Sleeping Beauty's castle.<br /><br />It took quite a while to pick a bucketful, but they, of all the bounty of the garden and field and wild by-ways, were the prize. The juice and jelly were absolutely clear and golden as May wine, somehow with the punch of a whole plum packed into that tiny fruit. The jelly was always canned off into the prettiest little jewelly jars, really small ones saved from year to year, for if the occasion ever DID call for parting with one to someone special, it was but a cupful of the hard-won, valuable stuff.<br /><br />I love scouting the woods for good things, even if it's just the sighting of a pretty bird. Something you can also bring home in pockets or a bucket is just lagniappe.<br /><br />rRachelDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11204947567574886675noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-53215775083303785082015-07-21T13:08:11.637-05:002015-07-21T13:08:11.637-05:00Oh yes Donna - most people never give a thought to...Oh yes Donna - most people never give a thought to how lucky we are to have food at the end of a walk to the shops or the telephone. Any wild food (that bucket looks delicious by the way) is just a little bonus. As you say, it wasn't always so.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-55508192818267502582015-07-21T12:21:12.992-05:002015-07-21T12:21:12.992-05:00Dear Donna- those wild plums sound wonderful. Is...Dear Donna- those wild plums sound wonderful. Isn't it strange what grows under less than perfect conditions. So glad you at least saw an abundance of these plums. Think I will stop down to sample them! HugsDebbie Nolanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11168646638438558551noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-806122804889683862015-07-21T12:05:43.690-05:002015-07-21T12:05:43.690-05:00I just wish I could see one. They must be very ti...I just wish I could see one. They must be very tiny. And, why do they always go for the bra and pantie lines?donna bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13507579686738843451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974379645841145390.post-47974981939424006622015-07-21T11:33:14.221-05:002015-07-21T11:33:14.221-05:00You made me recall all the fruits we used to pick ...You made me recall all the fruits we used to pick from the fields around us. We lived in the city, but there was so much vacant old farm land that still yielded fruits "gone wild."<br />The thought of chiggers gives me the willies. My dad was a chigger magnet when we used to camp in the south. Every vacation seemed to involved finding gentian violet in a drugstore somewhere.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.com