Hello,
Today when out at the compost bin, I could
hear a scratching sound. I knew that a squirrel had to be somewhere in one of
the trees working on a nut as I have heard that sound before. I found the
squirrel tucked up against the walnut tree trunk with its tail sheltering its
back. Soon I knew from the symphony of sound that there had to be more up
there. It was not long before I spotted two more in much the same posture. I am
not sure why I like this find so much, but it fills me with good feelings. I marvel
at the power of those teeth that can work their way through the tough, hard
shell that requires much strength to crack when using a hammer. Also there is
such persistence in being fed with a relatively small amount of nut for the quantity
of work.
We have had a pumpkin in the house for
decoration. Today I cut it up with much power and almost sawing to get through
the unyielding skin. It was a victory to get the last sections apart so they
could be put in the pan to steam. As Leroy was working at church, therefore he
was no help to me. I also scrapped off the seeds, but did not clean them as I do
not especially like them. Leroy likes them so if he wants them he will have to
do the cleaning, drying, and roasting. I am not going to be too generous.
The pumpkin pulp is cooked and in the
refrigerator, resting until I decide what to do with it. I am tempted to just
serve it like squash; after all it is in the same family. But another day will
do for that decision process.
Paula
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