Moving Along

The girls are kicking it into high gear in the hen house.  Yesterday's pick up was one large and one small brown egg (the white was from the day before).  One pullet egg does not a breakfast make, but I give credit where it is due.

I was on a roll, too, and spent the afternoon in the kitchen.  I always buy hamburger in large packages for economy.  I mixed and baked six single-serving meatloaves, as well as three plain patties.  The vacuum sealer is a godsend for cook-ahead meals, and I like stocking the freezer.  As good as the meatloaf smelled, there were summer squash that needed to be used so they were sliced, along with onions and garlic and sauteed with a white wine and cream sauce to go over pasta for dinner last night, and leftovers for tonight.  Eleven meals with a minimum of work.  I'd call that good.

September has brought technicolor sunsets.  The sky was electric blue to compliment the brilliant clouds.  This year is moving right along.

PS:  I almost forgot about the highlight of the day!  UPS Guy drove up with a package from Kathy V.  It was full of ripe figs from Kathy's tree and they were as sweet as honey.  It took great restraint not to empty the box.  I couldn't have asked for a better dessert.