Morning Thunder

I woke up this morning to a roaring sound. It wasn't thunder or the coming of a hailstorm. It was the noise from the multitude of motorcycles traveling from Sturgis to Hulett Wyoming. If I hadn't had to get ready for work, I would have been sitting at Hardy's at the junction watching them. It is a sight to behold.

Even though we are 25 miles from Sturgis, the streets here are full of motorcycles. Some of our residents rent their houses to groups of motorcyclists through a reputable firm.

We have had no trouble. I read in the news that there was six shootings in Custer State Park last night. Trouble between the Outlaws and the Hells Angels. I sincerely hope they will all live.

I have been trying to figure out what to do on my vacation; with the gas prices I will probably stay home and do some paperwork and painting. [pictures, not walls] I think I will save my money for a winter trip back to Maryland to visit my oldest son.

Since I am rambling and not saying anything that is noteworthy, I will sign off.

Reaping Reward From the Garden

I share a garden with my youngest son and his family; he asked me to help him since he had never grown a garden before. [When my boys were growing up, they never had time to help in the garden. They did however, eat the rewards all winter.] The garden is in his back acreage.

This year is our second year gardening together. When it was time to plant in the spring, his two little ones helped; as well as his wife. The children even helped weed. We are talking about a 3 1/2 year old and a 5 3/4 year old. Of course the adults try to make it fun and issue many words of praise and encouragement. Okay.. I seem to be off track a little.
We ate the radishes, peas, and the kohlrabi already. Of course we have been giving away zucchini for several weeks now. It just keeps producing. We are lucky enough that people are actually asking for some. [No sneaking it into cars with open windows at the supermarket this year.]

Last night we started making chokecherry jam. Just as the first pan of cherries was beginning to boil, my ex brought another gallon to their house. We ran out of sure jell, so will finish processing the chokecherry juice tonight. Chokecherries make such good jam.

It is fun teaching my son and his wife how to can. If they had a bigger freezer, we would be freezing food also.

Can you believe that when I first got married at the age of 19 I did not even know how to fry an egg properly. Thank goodness for great cookbooks.

I still like to try out new recipes. After reading the 'The Cat Who...' books, I found a recipe for pasties. The main character was always going to the 'Nasty Pasty' and eating some. They are good. It is amazing the things you can find on the net.

Okay, I am rambling. Time to stop. God Bless.