Look Out… It’s Just Around The Corner

August 15, 2019

It’s August at last. And you know what that brings. In fact, it already has. Of the past seven days, three were distinctively fall like. It’s as though Mom Nature jumped up and said, Happy Fall Y’all! Just like the welcome mat at the door. 

Julie Traynor Postcards from the Pine Columnist

Being a born and raised Michigander, I am ready for a seasonal change. It is time. Mom Nature’s daughter, the spectacular autumn, is about to pay us her annual and colorful visit. I for one cannot wait. I look forward to her colorful coming every year. Since her sister spring dragged her feet in leaving, we reckon that autumn should stay extra long.   

We are looking forward to some quiet time around here. We do not at all object to the many visitors and family events that came our way this summer. Far from it. We have had a wonderful and all too swift summer, beginning with the return to our fold of one long absent, and culminating with the wedding of our oldest granddaughter last weekend. A great time was had by all. Next up is a birthday party for the Gardener’s aunt Jenny Kelly who turns 95 next weekend. It will be a laughter filled good time at Lake George and we all are looking forward to seeing her, our cousins and each other again.

Soon enough will be the Labor Day-Fantasy Football Draft thing, a fall house warming, then Thanksgiving and our family Christmas. The year has not been without sad occasions and we came together for those too. Good times and sad, we are one.

In the meantime, it is time to pay some serious attention to the Gardener’s garden. It has become a favorite snacking place for a doe and her children. They easily jump the four-foot fence and graze on beans, cabbage, cauliflower and Swiss chard…repeatedly. They have even visited during the day, feeling the need to top a row of beans on a sunny Monday. We have tried several deterrents, to no avail. Any threat from the humans or dog apparently is not scary enough.

The lilies are extremely grand this year. This apparently makes them fair game for the deer in the way from the garden.

Personally, I am thankful that they do not seek potatoes or cucumbers. We have been enjoying the cukes for quite a while, and even more so as the long robust row of plants began as seeds we planted. The spuds, three varieties, are blooming and that means it is time for all of those lovely spud dishes, beginning with peas and new potatoes. We will greatly enjoy this traditional delight and I will once again lament that I do not make this dish as well as Violet Scherlitz. She set my standard more years ago than I wish to mention.

I have long since somewhat soured on green beans. I calculate that I have cooked and served up an entire room, top to bottom side to side, packed full of green beans in my time. They have always been a tremendous favorite at our house, and remain so. The Gardener would and has, happily chosen them as a vegetable for many dinners in a row. I lack his enthusiasm.  But then, he does not share mine for carrots. It all evens out.       

In the meantime, it’s almost bean canning time in the Pines…sigh.





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