Good Morning and Hello,

We had a bit of violent weather with rain come through about mid-night.  Woke me out of sleep.  After that late-night scrub, this morning is quite refreshing, cool with sunlight on the green leaves and a soft breeze.

Ms. Mary and I spent part of the long weekend with Uncle Joe and Ms. Christine at the farm, and I was able to corner that busy farmer long enough to get him to sign off on “Who is Uncle Joe?”  The article is posted on the home page.  If you can’t find it there, it should be in its own file under the Articles tab.  It talks about Uncle Joe, his Mom, their garden and farming.

The garden is doing wonderfully.  On Saturday morning we were out early and harvested about 200 pickling cucumbers.  Here is a picture of the cucumbers going through the washing process.  Before pickling, you have to remove all the little “dots,” which are bumps or thistles on the surface — I never knew they were called dots.

I couldn’t resist showing you the picture below as the cucumbers lose their bright green color to become pickles and pickle-colored.

Pickle picking, processing and packing is a production.  Phew, try to say that a few times fast.

Enjoy “Who is Uncle Joe?” and I look forward to talking with you more about our adventures in the country.

Grandpa Jim

PS: Thank you Granddaughter Katelyn Lorraine Rose for your Goodnight email last night.  It was a special treat.