Crawdad

I thought it would be a good Sunday activity to take Mona to the park and help her work on fetching. She's come along ways, but she still struggles sometimes with remembering to bring the ball back with her. While we were there we went to investigate the creek and found a pretty good sized crawdad. Mona didn't really want much to do with him, but I brought him home in my hat and we had us a reg'lar ol' crayfish boil in butter, garlic, salt and lemon juice. There was enough meat for each of us to have a nibble. Angie and I thought it was actually really delicious, but Mona thought it was more appetizing to sniff at, than to ingest. To each their own.

The Vegetable of Our Labors

Angie and I tried to raise a garden this year. It was a bit of work, but Angie had a nice little harvest of leafy greens every couple of weeks, and we had some radishes that were borderline county fair-ish. We were really disappointed that none of our tomatoes took off and we had only one solitary carrot. We babied that carrot all summer as if our very lives depended on its prosperity. Well I decided it was about harvest time for our carrot the other day. It was pretty unimpressive once I removed it from the ground, but Mona sure loved it! It gave her something to chew on besides our furniture.