Mom 'landed' in Lincoln a week ago today thanks to my saintly BIL, and has been staying at my sister's house. She had lost the keys to the padlocks on the U-Boxes before she left Texas, but the neighbors found them a couple days later and overnighted them to Lincoln, saving my sister drastic measures. The U-Boxes were moved into place yesterday, and a hired crew unloaded them into Mom's apartment this morning.
So now Mom has 'landed' in her new home, although she has to do some unpacking before she can stay there. When the dust has settled, it will be interesting to see what made it and what didn't; Mom realized she forgot to pack any cookware so was cramming that into her car at the last minute. Her old neighbors (the ones who found the padlock keys) bought/are buying Mom's house, and believe me, they got a huge discount for a reason. You would not believe how much stuff Mom left in every room; the neighbors are sorting through and getting rid of it. (Why my mom is okay with leaving a houseful of stuff for the neighbors to deal with but refused to let her daughters help her sort/pack is beyond me.) They found tons of family photos that Mom didn't take, and will send them to her so that Kristine and I can have them even if she doesn't want them. They texted me a sample: Mom as a child, her parents . . . and my mom, me (probably late teens), and my sister in kitschy old West get-up from a fair photo booth.
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| Shocked my son with this one, I did! |
She did take this photo with her, a precious candid of Daddy that neither my sister nor I had seen before:
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| So 'him;' oh, how we all miss him! |
Anyway, back the the 'farm.' Little man Bryan was getting too independent to reliably follow his dam and 'aunties' out to pasture in the morning (although he stays in the pasture once there, a nice change from past years' lambs!), so it was time for haltering. He accepted it surprisingly well, and once he had experienced neck scritches and brisket rubs, I couldn't get far enough away from him to get decent conformation shots! He's a tail-wagger, too. 😁
Garden production is picking up. In addition to burpless cucumbers (found an apple-cucumber salad recipe that's simple and refreshing), I've started getting snow peas, eggplant, and picked a couple bell peppers that got sunburned(?) before turning color. Along with an onion and potato, the harvest below turned into a delicious frittata last week:
I took a mess of snowpeas and a tub of hummus to a picnic yesterday, and will be cooking with the first zucchini (and maybe green beans) this week:
Still car-crippled but crossing fingers that improves tonight.
That's it for now from . . .
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