Summer in the Hill Country
The dog days of summer are here and the July heat promises sweltering days. This morning I drove down to my garden and picked green beans, varieties of peppers, squash, carrots and onions. Picking is the easiest part; washing and utilizing the veggies is another issue. I have been making zucchini bread for the last two weeks, about a dozen loaves. I give most of them away along with some of the other produce. I have made squash enchiladas, smothered squash, sautéed squash and squash dressing with quinoa. I’ve added jalapeños to my zucchini bread, quite tasty. The okra is just now beginning to bear fruit. I can’t do as much with okra but do enjoy eating it raw, pickled or smothered. And while I’m out here in the middle of nowhere and Mother Nature is nurturing the wildlife, the rest of the world seems to be falling apart. The Malaysian plane down, the unrest in the Gaza Strip, the thousands of minor illegal immigrants, scandals with the VA, the IRS, Benghazi and confiscation of private land by the government, all echo chaos, yet the garden grows, the sun rises and sets and the super moon shines on us all. Somehow the quote in the Bible about taking no thought for tomorrow might seem appropriate. Certainly citizens must exercise their rights but we don’t have to live in fear or be caught in the web of drama. Turn off your television and cook some squash. That’s what I’m going to do today.