HOT,CLEAR; DAILY WX FORECASTS - STORM DAMAGE - SIMPLICITY OF RICE - FARM FIELD WATERMELON - CROSS WIND LANDING

Typical farming fields with hay bales all neatly set out to dry in the sun. All picturesque, works of art and hard work completed.

 

 

Week two with no rain. Temps reaching 100 degrees daily. Low humidity.  August next week and we are transitioning into the official Texas summer. Folks say,"Wait till August" when weather is the topic of conversation. 

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Storms of late June, early July. Local in town damage.

Traveling the back roads in our area still finds many trees on the ground awaiting clean up. Most every home and every yard still show the signs of passing storms. From what I read, many towns around the nation are working the remains of passing storms and floods. In comparison, we are lucky.

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 SIMPLICITY OF JASMINE RICE

I cannot help to think, when I make a small pot of rice, the historical aspects of this food having the fed world for eons. Affordable, still available in bulk, stores well in containers, easy to prepare, a comfort food and filling. 

Jasmine rice with soy sauce serves us well as a meal or side dish. Growing up, a little butter with a sprinkle of sugar made a bowl of rice the first go to dish on the dinner table. Never ever set aside nor pushed it way. Never!!

What if? I continue to ask myself this question. What if? 

I do not want to find myself reminiscing some day soon, "if only I would have stored a few more bags when it was available and affordable."

Maybe put in some extra of rice. Yep!

And this just in; "India imposes major rice export ban" 

Who knew?

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SEASONAL WATERMELON  (with seeds)

Fresh out of the field this past week. Back road farmer's next to the road farm stand.  Honor system of payment, put your cash in the box. We brought home two. Both "thumped" hollow. One for us, one gifted.

 

The bride cut, diced and cleaned. Sent me to the compost pile with the left over mess.

All by myself with a bag of watermelon rinds. No one watching and the kid in me returned full tilt. A wonderful messy treat "cleaning" the last layer of red melon from those rinds.

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STRONG CROSSWIND LANDING GONE WRONG 

 Bristol Bay Alaska
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Closed the gate here at sunset last night and found myself, arm resting on a cross bar,  listening to the quiet. Narrow country road just off the down slope of the driveway. No traffic the norm. A few birds chirping, the far off distant rustling of a tractor working and this west edge of the Piney Woods all lush with every shade of green, captured me. 

How easy it was to stop the daily routine and just look to the land that I at times, fail to appreciate. All for the stopping of a daily routine in mid step. Could it be this easy?

Appreciate your visit this week.