(green fleshed pineapple melon) I promise that right after I took the picture I made Beatrix get off the table and eventually, she got dressed again too. I suspect that this was right after her dress got a drip of water on it, so obviously she had to take it off. Oh the outfit changes that happen in a day between those two girls.
With all the busyness that is going on in the garden and hen house right now, my kids, and especially Larkspur have become excited about a concept they heard about in a story they listened to last week. Larkspur wants to have a “Little House Day,” a day on which we eat only that which we’ve grown ourselves or can obtain within walking distance. The exceptions I believe are salt, pepper, and (thank goodness) butter. We have to wait a little while though; we’re not quite ready. According to Larkspur we’ll have our Little House Day as soon as the big watermelon is ripe (and who can really say when that will be?) and the chickens are laying more eggs (we got five yesterday!–and that crazy teensy one-did you see that? not much of a meal there though.) In the meantime we are eating as much as we can from the garden and I am pushing those trips to the grocery store off as far as I can. Last night our soup pot contained garlic, potatoes, green beans, and black eyed peas from our garden (along with carrots from Costco and stew beef from a local farm.) As we recounted all that we’d grown ourselves, I hoped that the excitement of it would encourage Beatrix to eat the green beans. It didn’t.
p.s. Our first butterfly emerged from its chrysalis! (I had to stop myself from typing cocoon. Don’t you just want to call them all cocoons? Seth is very quick to correct me.) This is a variegated fritillary. I shared a photo of it in the process of creating its chrysalis last week. We didn’t expect it to emerge so quickly!