Frieda decided to sleep in this morning.
We've had a couple of days of rain. Much appreciated. The lawn is a hayfield, the rest of the place is a jungle and I am practicing the philosophy of not worrying over what I cannot control. Which does not come naturally, by the way. Neighbor Bill got the lawn mower fixed and back to me yesterday. I planned to mow today but------rain.
I have plenty to occupy myself with if only I would listen to myself.
I wish I had more to say, but this is it, folks. Quiet times at the Worlds End. Oh, one thing. How I came up with the name of the farm. I lived in a city neighborhood in St. Paul. I was talking to a neighbor, telling her about the place we bought west of Minneapolis. I kept talking about the marvelous barn, wherein she finally asked if there is a house. There is, albeit a mess of a house. Finally she decreed we were moving to the end of the world. There was my farm name. Ta-da.
Of course, dinner. Salmon steamed in butter with garlic and tarragon, along with a mixed greens salad. I have enough salmon left to make a pasta with salmon meal.
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I've wondered about the farm name. And tarragon, there's an herb I rarely use. I should think about where I'd like it, thank you.
Ah yes, the philosophy of not worrying over what we cannot control. I'm not good at that either. I can't help fretting about the general state of the world and the UK. I can't just shut it all out.
Your salmon looks pretty good! Good that you got rain maybe make your own hay:)
Tarragon is my favorite, Boud. It's good in a potato salad which has vinegar in it. Fabulous with fish and chicken.
I'm the same nick. It permeates everything.
The salmon was good. Mark gave it a thumbs up! Everything is overgrown, Far Side.
I love the name Worlds End. I like the story behind it too. The name is a story unto itself. You came to the end and began a life in a new world, that has worked out very well for you and many beloved animals. I say well done.
Stay Safe,
Kaye
The end of the world as you know it. And you feel fine. I am thinking of the song by Great Big Sea. I think there’s a more famous song or version by a more famous band.
Yes indeed! I love the way you came up with that farm name!!!
Loved hearing how your place got its name. :)
That salmon looks soooo good!
Depending on how much rain you got you may not be able to mow tomorrow, either. ;)
I think that's a neat name. :)
Ahhh, what a great story for the name of your farm that is now a beloved home.
We called our place Mulewings for quite a while. Mule + Ewing placed together. I still use it on my blog.
Worry about what's happening? Yes, I do. I have to find distractions to get it out of my head.
Are you going to get the heat heat heat wave this coming week? Yikes.
This is insightful, Kaye. I actually never thought of it that way but it's true. Thanks for this.
It was the end of the world as I knew, AC. I had a complete transformation!
I have my former Neighbor, Jane, to thank for the inspiration, Lori. At times I thought the farm should be called Nothing But Bays because that's what I had more than any!
Thanks, Rita. I am hopeful that I can mow today. The grass is currently wet but it should be ok after lunch.
Thanks Cheerful.
Now I know how you came up with Mulewings, Val. Creative! We are going back to the miserable heat and humidity. Summer is pretty much unusable for me these past years.
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