It’s like…. Once you’ve had it… you can never go back.
I’m just not able to prod myself into buying one more tin can filled with tomatoes - much less - tomato sauce or paste.
I can taste the metal from the tin can.
My efforts are spoiled to only my pure - homemade - Tomato Sauce. With my sauce - there is no need for paste.
I managed to get a total 9 half-pints of sauce made this go-round.
This batch was concocted by a mixture of sources - 5 lbs. of beautiful " Roma " Tomatoes purchased from Horn of Plenty in Maryville - about 1 lb. of " Amish Paste " Tomatoes from out in the yard - and 9 pints of canned Tomatoes from 2009.
Our efforts with growing tomatoes this year - FAIL. They were put out there in that fenced nightmare that was intended to be our garden.
I refuse to step another foot inside those boundaries. Unless I have to go in and chase one of The Girls.
Our garden has now become “ Heaven “ for The Girls.
Nooooo. We haven’t cut their heads off and buried them out there. But they think we have. We turn them loose out there during Dwayne’s days off - after everybody has dropped their eggs.
They aren’t the only ones losing their minds around here, either.
It’s been hot weather - which means - Skink Season.
( If you click on the pictures - you can see larger ones. Wowwww! How cool is that!! )
No typo - Skink.
Zucker flat-dab loses it. Loses his mind. Loses his hearing. Just - loses it.
And he’s teaching Carlie bad habits. Take a look.
You can see a brown patch beside the brick and hose. By the time I began shooting this - Carlie had already flipped the brick over - with her nose.
“ Sexy Feet - Cow With No Legs - Spicy Bitch “ has the strength of a cow.
And yes - she’s managed to steal a few Jalapeno Peppers out of my bucket this year, as well.
Dog is just - weird.