The canteloupe from the garden tend to have holes in the rind, and I expected (on the first few I cut) to find bugs inside that had bored through into the meat. Found NONE. The meat's always been perfect despite the imperfections in the rind. So, I was fairly surprised when I cut into an unknown squash volunteer yesterday to find a mom (adult) and children (which resembled mom only smaller). Have NO idea what they were, and didn't care. After chasing mom around the counter for a minute or two, I put the whole family into a pot of water with a squirt of dish soap along with the tainted slices of squash.
No. 1 and Daddy Smurf stopped in with some pineapple/mango fruit cups they'd gotten for a song that they didn't like. Em had already requested a Hawaiian chicken dish for supper, the day was sunny, and I got out the solar oven to cook some brown rice. This time, it came out PERFECT
and was SO good with chopped squash and bone-in chicken breasts marinated (and baked) with pineapple/mango fruit cups and the last of the homemade salsa.
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Oh, great. Now that song is going to be stuck in my head.
P.S. to the email I just sent: DE is good stuff. Works on a buttload of creepy crawlies. Have heard really good stuff about spinosad as well.
Random your-envirowackiness-is-contagious FYI: Shopping today. Suddenly dawned on me to buy, whenever possible, products in glass as opposed to plastic. Duh. I save & reuse so many empty containers and glass far outlasts the plastic crap. And plastic so annoys me that I often don't even bother saving a lot of it (or it's not worth saving).
Today's comment was brought to you by the letter B and a severe lack of sleep.
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