Oh, it was yummy! Got the seasoning just right- hot without taking the top of your head off; I like to still be able to taste the rest of the ingredients, lol.
This weekend we got a lot of work done. All the tomato grow boxes are done, filled with soil; I just need to plant the tomatoes in the last one. I have another bed filled with soil and ready to plant. This one will probably hold green beans; it's too close to the summer squash for me to plant the winter squash in it, and too close to the anaheim chilies to plant the sweet bells.
All the planted beds got watered and weeded, and I spent yesterday cleaning up some of the garbage that had accumulated along the edges (old soaker hose that had too many leaks, crushed and torn starter pots, some plastic bags that had held potting soil once upon a time-- stuff like that) and the whole area is looking much nicer.
We spent some time just sitting in the cool of the evening, drinking iced tea and listening to the trees talk to each other. A chickadee couple has set up housekeeping in the abandoned tree hole from last year's woodpeckers, and it was quiet enough outside to hear the little ones peeping inside.
Speaking of hearing things, saturday night, about 1 in the morning, DH was still awake and heard something strange. He said it sounded like someone was banging wood on wood off in the distance. I teased him and said it was probably a Sasquatch, signalling to his fellows out there in the night.
(I have no idea whether to believe in them or not, but I can't help thinking that if the authorities could state that there haven't been any wolves in central Oregon since the 30's, yet OR-7, who left his pack earlier this year to look for a mate, has apparently not only found a mate over here near Fort Klamath, but they have pups... well maybe there could be a humanoid species of which no one can prove the existance.)
Anyway, I said if they are out there, the drought might be driving them down to the river
(I know cougar and bear have been spotted lately)... As long as Sasquatch leaves my garden and my ducks alone, we can peacefully coexist. DH laughed and drew a word picture for me:
He imagined our neighbor hearing a shotgun blast and looking out the window to see a Sasquatch
booking out of our yard, holding a handful of radishes... with me behind holding a shotgun and shaking my fist at him and yelling "I told you to stay OUTTA my garden!"
Today, I need to pick up one last half-yard of topsoil for my last 2 beds, and 2 more soaker hoses. I thought I'd pick up a few annual flowers to pop into empty spots around the garden, just to make it pretty and encourage the pollinators. Then come home, finish filling those beds and plant them. I also have laundry to do, dishes to wash, and a pile of old mail to sort through and shred most of it.
Dinner will be sesame noodles- a cold asian inspired pasta dish. I don't feel like heating up the kitchen. Maybe I can pick up the ingredients for a coconut pudding while I'm in town
. I need to go out and harvest some nettles. Once the peas are finished being watered I'll move the hose up to the hazelnuts. 
