A friend wanted to come get some cucumbers this afternoon. I said to The Husband at 7 this morning, "It ain't gonna get any cooler today," and went to the garden to pick. Filled a 5-gallon bucket three-quarters full, then filled it the rest of the way with squash.
While picking the squash, I noticed that the okra (which I noticed was blooming just last weekend) needed cutting. Some pods - nearly half the haul - were already too big and tough. There were enough right-sized ones for our supper and Nanny's supper.
We had sauteed squash & onions, fried okra, and ham for dinner. Mmmm....
All the plate lacked was a good, ripe tomato, but we're still a good way from that.
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