Weeding

I used the remaining coconut milk and veg broth for pumpkin soup seasoned with onion, curry, ginger and cumin.

Did a run to the transfer station with some of the pine branches Ron lopped off earlier this week.

More weeding. I’ve been neglecting the veg gardens, trying to catch up a little. The temperature is moderate today, but it’s still a bit muggy.

I did a bit of tech support today: took Ron’s computer out of the box and plugged it in. He likes it a lot and has been loading music on it for the last several hours.

He did square away the padlock on the little shed and cut off the dead part of the red maple trunk. I trimmed the suckers off the bottom and watered it. It looks better. The front yard does, too, although it’s pretty grim right now with most of the flowers gone by.

Booked an appointment for a safety check at Falmouth Toyota on Monday. Have been checking the oil level; okay so far.

New Chair

Geri and Free were available to take a ride with me to Harwich so I could pick up a mosaic chair that I bought online yesterday.

Earlier, Ron and I did a walk through FallutinLand. We took a little different route which I liked very much, although it’s much more aerobic.

First bloom on the hibiscus that I transplanted last year!

I made a salad and a broccoli tomato casserole for supper.

Matt and his father came by to turn off one of the sprinkler heads. Turned out to be easy because it happens to be adjustable. We appreciated their visit!

CSA and Other Errands

We battened down yesterday morning in anticipation of high winds. Ron pounded in stakes for the big lilies and we secured them with plant tie tape. They did very well as did everything else.

I made a couple of salads yesterday, including grilling almost-gone-by squash and marinating almost-gone-by cukes. Tomatoes from last week’s CSA were horrible.

We took off for Hyannis yesterday around quarter past twelve. Stopped at Four Seas, which was smart, we didn’t get back to the house until after 3.

Ron exchanged windshield wipers at Auto Zone near the airport. I made an appointment at Hyannis Toyota for a second opinion on the truck. We picked up groceries at Stop & Shop and produce at the CSA.

After supper, I did a run to Andy’s for a 30-pack of Narragansett. My favorite cashier was there, carried it to the truck for me.

Eggplant Parm, Cake

Yesterday, I made eggplant parmesan and a frosted spice cake for Ron.

Bad news on the truck. The oil pan can’t be easily replaced. Removing it would disturb other parts, like tie rods, that are so rusted they are likely to break.

The funds transfer from Rockland to the Coop worked itself out yesterday. I forgot my credit card so had to borrow from savings to pay for it, but that’s not a tragedy. Ron dropped me off in Teaticket and still got to Rockland on time to pick up Robert. Light traffic; I was able to stroll across Route 28.

Watched a fine webcast from Cato about plea bargaining yesterday.

We bailed on the news last night: Corona, Corona, Congress, Congress. Opted for wine and cold supper on the deck.

Sunday

It’s afternoon. We’ve already done two loads of laundry and changed the sheets.

I helped Ron clean up his tree project yesterday and got him to stop piling everything up until the truck is back.

The neighbors across the street had a big house party yesterday: 10 cars. Fortunately, they don’t seem to like us so it’s unlikely that we would ever be less than a social distance from them.

Ordered supplies from “Jo Jorgensen for President”. I agree with her on almost every issue. Glad she got the nomination, I was hoping.

Last night, watched a film about the Jazz Loft (821 Sixth Avenue). The building is now for sale for over $14 million. We also watched the Magnificent Seven.

Ron is stuffing insulation into the area above the dryer. I am trying to psych myself into doing something equally useful, even if it’s just putting together a cold salad.

More Heat, More Ugly

Ron is sawing off pine tree branches. It’s his favorite thing to do except for the sap.

My truck has been leaking oil. It’s at Midas, needs a new engine oil pan. Lori is giving me 10% off, which beats Toyota’s quote.

Ron drove me back from Falmouth, which was nice. The trip wasn’t a total waste for him: he picked up a gas additive at Auto Zone and a DVD at the thrift shop on Davisville.

I made a really good cold cauliflower and egg salad for lunch with red onion, pickles, celery. Cauliflower pizza with vegan pepperoni last night.

We were able to do a walk to Falutin’Vill last evening, about two miles. Nice. Love that area.

More Cooking

Ron bought walnuts yesterday so I harvested basil and made pesto today. Froze it in an ice cube tray.

Made two nice zucchini bread loaves and prepped a pound and a half of turnips for tomorrow.

Misfits box arrived on time today. Nice supplement to the CSA. We have enough produce for a while, so I cancelled next week’s delivery.

We had some really good corn that Ron brought home yesterday. I’d steamed three ears for me since I prefer cooked to raw; he ate two of them.

Funny how the days fill up even when we have nothing special planned.

Bubble? Trap? or Cage?

Ron observed this morning that we live in a bubble: we have a good governor who has kept Covid-19 at bay.

We can visit New Hampshire, Rhode Island or any of the other New England states. We couldn’t easily visit Em in Washington or Ron’s friends and relatives in Arizona, not that we had plans.

We are hesitant to spend money on nice-to-haves but non-essentials, like a smart thermostat.

More pertinently, I would like to go thrifting, but the prospect of any retail shopping is even less appealing than usual: since the tourons arrived, there has been an increase in Covid-19 cases.

It’s unsettling that some biotech companies with promising treatments for disease-resistant bacteria have shut down.

A bubble can definitely feel like a trap in which a bacterial infection could get out of control, we could find ourselves marooned because our cars needed servicing that we couldn’t afford, we are hesitant to go out because of risk of exposure to people who are from Covid-19 “hot spots”.

If those limits weren’t enough, it’s been hot, crazily hot. It hit 100 the other day.

Historically, the end of July/beginning of August is the hottest time of the year, but the intensity of the heat this year is unusual, and it looks like we won’t have decent walking weather until mid-August at the earliest.

Too Hot

It’s 5 PM and 88 degrees. This has put a major crimp in our walk schedule.

I’ve been doing a lot of cooking in the last week or so. Today I made zucchini bread with gluten free flour, which was the only type on hand. Turned out pretty well. I gave one to Robert, frosted half and left half alone, and used less than half the amount of sugar called for. Made a big salad for supper. Ron brought home corn, and we have stuffed zucchini left over from yesterday.

It’s been great to drive Robert home from work.

I’m amazed at how fast the days go by with no real schedule. Get up, make coffee. Cooked a whole box of Silver Spoon oatmeal this morning, then made the zucchini breads. Had lunch. Watched a little of the hearings with the CEOs of Google/YouTube, Apple, Facebook and Amazon. We’ll watch BBC News/America and PBS NewsHour in about 15 minutes, have supper, then watch the next episode of “Hannah” on Prime. As the king of Wry wrote, so it goes.

Ron did a light shop today, we split the cost.

Robert’s 25th

Ron and I took Robert out for a quick lunch today at Le Bon Jour, just across the street from his branch.

Since he only has half an hour for lunch, some places are still takeout only and it was far too hot to eat outside (it’s now 100 degrees here), I wasn’t sure how this would work; fortunately, they were open for dining in. We ordered different bowls and all of us enjoyed our choices.