She's survived 6 months with me as her mom. Thrived even. Go Itty Bitty!
Shooting for many more.
29 March 2013
15 March 2013
A Retelling
The Prince and the (Mr.) Potato(head)
Not to long ago in a land not very far away, dwelt a King and a Queen. They lived happily ever after in a very fine mansion on a hill with several of their children. One day, they received visitors from a neighboring kingdom. Their son-in-law had brought their eldest daughter, the Princess, along with the grand-baby Princess to see them. What a lovely reunion. My, how the little one has grown! Careful or she may bite you with her newly minted teeth!
Well, the King and Queen, as much as they admired their son-in-law, more especially since he had brought their adorable granddaughter, still felt some trepidation as to his real character. Was he, in fact, worthy of such a coveted position? In order to prove his true colors, they concocted a plan to test him. One generally uses peas at the bottom of several feather beds for these sorts of things, but that seemed a bit messy, so they resorted to something a little different.
"Your arm's off!"
"No it isn't."
"I packed an extra pair of shoes and your angry eyes, just in case."
Unfortunately, the maid foiled their brilliant plan as the guests arrived before she had put on sheets.
And to this day, they must patiently rely on the Princess and her excellent judge of character to vouch for him...until the next visit.
Not to long ago in a land not very far away, dwelt a King and a Queen. They lived happily ever after in a very fine mansion on a hill with several of their children. One day, they received visitors from a neighboring kingdom. Their son-in-law had brought their eldest daughter, the Princess, along with the grand-baby Princess to see them. What a lovely reunion. My, how the little one has grown! Careful or she may bite you with her newly minted teeth!
Well, the King and Queen, as much as they admired their son-in-law, more especially since he had brought their adorable granddaughter, still felt some trepidation as to his real character. Was he, in fact, worthy of such a coveted position? In order to prove his true colors, they concocted a plan to test him. One generally uses peas at the bottom of several feather beds for these sorts of things, but that seemed a bit messy, so they resorted to something a little different.
"Your arm's off!"
"No it isn't."
"I packed an extra pair of shoes and your angry eyes, just in case."
Unfortunately, the maid foiled their brilliant plan as the guests arrived before she had put on sheets.
And to this day, they must patiently rely on the Princess and her excellent judge of character to vouch for him...until the next visit.
07 March 2013
Motatoes
Last year, I noticed one bushy little plant and another spiny looking plant growing in our backyard. We hadn't planted anything yet, but the one looked vaguely like a tomato and the other looked like onion. I left them, just to combat the urge that most desert dwellers have of removing all green things (as they are generally weeds). Turns out it was, in fact, a tomato and not, in fact, an onion. Still not sure what it is. This winter blessed us with a few hard freezes, so the tomato plant died, while the unidentified spiny thing still lives on, but not without bestowing some lovely tomatoes. None were ripe before I picked them in order to avoid the freeze, but after sitting in a sunny window long enough, they did ripen. Tasty!
Once we came to the runty, end of the line, last to ripen, tomatoes, I realized I should save some seeds. How does one save tomato seeds? A consult with Dr. Google revealed that the seeds must ferment in order to something, and such and such, and so forth. I understood enough to place the seeds in water for a while, with regular rinsing, until scummy stuff starts growing and then go from there. Dutifully, I put the seeds in water on top of the fridge and ignored them... for several days, a lot of several days, until I noticed that a few, or all of them actually, were sprouting. Apparently the soak had worked and these were viable seeds. So we put them in a pot and now, for the first time ever, I have grown a tomato plant from seed. Proud moment. Hopefully they will survive to be more than the current 2 inch height.
Once we came to the runty, end of the line, last to ripen, tomatoes, I realized I should save some seeds. How does one save tomato seeds? A consult with Dr. Google revealed that the seeds must ferment in order to something, and such and such, and so forth. I understood enough to place the seeds in water for a while, with regular rinsing, until scummy stuff starts growing and then go from there. Dutifully, I put the seeds in water on top of the fridge and ignored them... for several days, a lot of several days, until I noticed that a few, or all of them actually, were sprouting. Apparently the soak had worked and these were viable seeds. So we put them in a pot and now, for the first time ever, I have grown a tomato plant from seed. Proud moment. Hopefully they will survive to be more than the current 2 inch height.
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