Went to join the â€œOccupy Barbervilleâ€ movement but there isn’t one. So I drove on to Pierson – nope. I don’t get it – are the people in Barberville and Pierson not concerned about the greedy whatevers? I wasn’t much concerned about greed but am really upset about the fact that the lake level is still too low and wanted to protest that. I was planning to expand the protest and join in with any group protesting greedy nematodes – nobody. I bet if I stood on the corner (the only corner) in Barbersville and had a big sign that said â€œOccupy Barbervilleâ€ somebody (in a pickup truck) would stop and offer me a cold brew. Or maybe they’d drive by and throw the empty bottle at me. Too risky so I’m going to â€œOccupy the Dockâ€ tomorrow.
A few posts back I mentioned an experiment with a San Marzano, pruning it severely to give it a new start. It didn’t. So I yanked it out to see if nematodes had attacked the roots but they were clean so whatever got the plant was something different. I guess that’s partly good news. Basically all the Marzano’s in that cohort crashed with the same visible symptoms and they were spaced around the garden so it was either the weather or a flying critter that did the deed as opposed to a localized soil condition. Personally, I think I planted them just a month or so too early so they were maturing in the worst possible time – as it turns out.
I thinned the beets using the scissor technique described in an earlier post. Supposedly this is good for the remaining plants since their roots are not disturbed by pulling out adjacent plants. The timing on this was extremely critical. Nothing to do with the plants but rather getting the small scissors. Nancy, being a quilter, has a long position on scissors so you’d think me borrowing a pair for a good cause would be a no-brainer. Wrong – these scissors are not intended to clip beets. I know that these small beet stems are much, much softer than any thread and no way could this application have an adverse affect on the stainless steel blades but quilting tools are quilting tools and garden tools are garden tools. So I had to wait until she was out of the house for a while to pull it off with no controversy. If I visit the issue again, it will be when we’re eating the beets, and I’ll ease into the topic softly. In another week or so I’ll repeat the process on the carrots.
I mentioned a while back that O’Brians, one of our favorite breakfast spots, had closed and a sign forecasting the â€œSwamp Shackâ€ was posted. I opined that this was going to be a juke joint but it looks like it might reopen as a restaurant. The sign says â€œswamp cuisineâ€. Maybe this is a clue as to where the missing bears and gators are ending up. I haven’t seen a drop off in the number of armadillos around so maybe that’s not classic swamp fare. I haven’t checked out the menu yet so this is all speculation but you have to know gator, turtle, and swamp cabbage would feature high on the entree list. How about a rack of raccoon; possum and squirrel stew?