So yes, a warm summer, but still not as warm as the past few years. Rain dominated the late spring, and then it was dry. Only dry. And mercury-heaving as we made it into mid-August.
(is this still a Creek blog?)
Looking down on the place from halfway up the east side of the canyon.
And still the lambs do not disappoint. Now we're learning to eat heart, kidneys, liver, etc. Here a simmering, thickening mix of offal seasoned like they do south-of-the-border.
...served with fresh corn tortillas.
BBQ-style lamb ribs.
We bought a couple pickup truck loads of compost, and soon we had cantaloupes and honeydew melons springing up unannounced. Someone out there having fun, tossing random seeds into the compost pile? Sweet.
The wax moth wanted something sweet, too, and destroyed the bee hive. We were able to catch a small remnant of the escaped bees and their queen, placing them in a smaller box. Small chance of success, but we're hoping. This colony has given us quarts and quarts of the best tasting honey we've ever eaten.
Just a nice one with whom to share a few acres.
