Tag Archives: Gardening

        In my lifetime I’ve had the pleasure of tending to, and cultivating, many gardens.   The hubby and kidlets have always supported my obsession passion.   Many a time when the laundry should have been done or a gymnastics meet should have been attended, I was busy with a hoe or […]

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  • Cathy Sikorski - I too gave up my flower gardens when the dog died and the rabbits and deer came in for two years and ate all my 400 impatiens, vinca, marigolds, zinnias and whatever else I tried. So lovely to look at your happiness in flowers. But if I visit, I’ll knock on that barn door first and loudly!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Ha! We traded the barn for a French courtyard in New Orleans but it’s still amazing what we can grow! Just knock on the front door instead! *wink*ReplyCancel

  • Cathy Chester - I love gardening and will miss it when I move. I tried my hand at an English Garden, and in our backyard I duplicated a garden from White Flower Farm. I’ve planted so many perennials and annuals – too many to count. And the pots were always creative. But the deer won the battle and now there are no flowers remaining. I have fond memories of helping my dad (he’d put me in the little wagon and pull me around the garden center alongside his purchases) because he was truly the Master Gardener! Love this post, Cheryl. You go and create some amazing things with your hands. I will miss the dirt….ReplyCancel

  • Mari Collier - Funny. I don’t bother fighting the sand, rabbits, desert iguanas (yes, that particular type of lizards love to eat ground foliage and flowers) and even the desert dwelling ground rodents that eat flora and bulbs. Roses, cacti, and natural vegetation is all that I have now.ReplyCancel

  • Roshni AaMom - Can’t wait to see the fruits of your labor again! I remember some of your pictures on Facebook and they were fabulous!!ReplyCancel

  • Diane Tolley - I have the desire. Sadly, it doesn’t last much after the planitng. Sigh. But at least I stay ahead of the weeds and people say it looks nice . . .ReplyCancel

  • Janie Emaus - I can’t grow anything! Even plastic plants meet their doom under my care.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Hahahaaaaaa. My mother was the same way. How did she birth me I wonder? Wait! That’s it. I always knew I was adopted!!! HA!ReplyCancel

  • Lisa @ Grandma's Briefs - I always complain about how my garden doesn’t grow well, doesn’t bloom nicely. You’ve just made it clear why: Because I don’t put in the work!! You inspire me to do it right next time around!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - That might have something to do with it! You can always hire out- or send me a ticket! HahahaaReplyCancel

  • Lois Alter Mark - My husband is the gardener in the family. I have a black thumb and no patience. Now, with the drought in California, we’ve — and by “we,” I mean “he” — basically pulled out the grass, planted succulents and are calling it a day. I will live vicariously through your garden.ReplyCancel

  • Ruth Curran - I would love to walk your garden with you and talk about the health and life benefits of digging in the dirt. I think that is topic that needs a tall glass and long afternoon, don’t you? I know we could do that :)!ReplyCancel

Hello there! Are you as sick of Summer as I am? (No Hate Mail. I’m melting.)   Is your cup (and garden) runneth over-ing?   Not sure what the hell you planted last spring- or why you planted so much?   Did the 16 varieties of zucchini sound like a good idea at the time? […]

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  • Michelle Liew - This post is apt. I just had some earlier!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - I’ve got six more jars to give away. Maybe I should just keep them?ReplyCancel

  • Diane - Yep. Just harvested another bushel of beans. And peas. And the carrots are getting away from me. But I love it!!!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - It’s a blessed time of year! God loves the Garden!ReplyCancel

  • Roz Warren - I don’t garden at all but I still got a kick out of this post because I finally learned, after all these years, what is actually in Pesto. All I knew before was that it was green and tasty. So thanks! And good luck with your garden.


    • Cheryl - Aahhhh!!! My FIRST recipe rating!!!! Thanks Roz!ReplyCancel

  • Helene Cohen Bludman - To me, nothing says summer like fresh pesto. I love it!ReplyCancel

  • Lois Alter Mark - I love pesto! But I am so with you about summer. I am a winter baby and I am happiest when it’s sweater weather.ReplyCancel

  • Haralee Weintraub - Oh I know. Open car windows and a zucchini is tossed in! My basil is crazy productive too. I am freezing pesto. I am drying bail leaves. I am eating fresh made pesto and using chopped fresh basil on everything.ReplyCancel

  • Cathy Chester - I love, love, love pesto. You must have read my mind, Cheryl. We have a huge bunch of basil sitting on our countertop that we purchased on Sunday at the farmer’s market. Now I’ll try your great recipe! Did I tell you I love pesto?ReplyCancel

  • Carol Cassara - I need to acquire the taste for it or give up my Sicilian heritage. What a good idea for my basil! Thank you!ReplyCancel

  • Karen D. Austin - Thanks for the recipe. My local friend Carolyn P. served me homemade pesto a couple of weeks ago, and it was divine. Here’s to those who enjoy making things from scratch.ReplyCancel

  • Alana Mautone - My husband (Italian heritage) and I (not Italian heritage) both love pesto. And yes, we grow basil. Too much basil (although husband would say there was no such thing as too much basil.)ReplyCancel

  • Carolann - Oh my gosh I love Pesto! I’m going to have to try your recipe for sure! It looks every so yummt!


    • Cheryl - You must! And tell me how you’d make adjustments. You can be a ‘tester’!ReplyCancel

  • Estelle Sobel Erasmus - I live vicariously through your harvesting of the pesto and all vegetables Cheryl.ReplyCancel

  • Francene Stanley - I am not able to grow basil and it’s fairly expensive here in England. I’ve never tasted fresh pesto, although I’d love to.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Oh Francene you should try to get your hands on some and make this treat! You will be in LOVE! And you can thank me later- *wink*.ReplyCancel

  • Rena McDaniel - I really needed this I have a mountain of basil and I need somethine new to do with it! Thanks for recipe.ReplyCancel

  • carollynn - Oh how I wish I were nearby to savor some of that amazing pesto. I’ll just have to content myself with your recipe, which if anyone reading this blog wonders…Cheryl’s recipes are the BEST.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - You are sooooo sweet! And SAVORY. Heheheeeee Thanks! XXOOReplyCancel

  What do you do when you’re busting out of your… (pick one) pants, garden, bra?   Okay- let’s go with Garden.    If it’s an undergarment, I can’t help you. If it’s cucumbers & peppers… you pickle.   I did.       Dill Pickles   Save Print 1 hour Cook time 5 mins […]

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  • Rena McDianiel - I’m pinning these. I left you a comment about green beans. I’ve been catching up tonight.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - They are delish! Thanks Rena. I’ve pinned a lot of your recipes too!ReplyCancel

The garden is calling. It’s dialing 911.   It’s saying, ‘Cheryl. We’ve had enough. We’re spent. Harvest our bounty now or your toiling will be for Not’. I may not listen to anyone anything else, but the garden is my muse and I always pay attention to her- sometimes at Midnight. Sometimes with very little […]

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  • CAROL CASSARA - All the best desserts have 8T butter. Just saying. I’m makin’ this.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - 8T PLUS 1 Cup!!! Life really is about the butta, isn’t it. Ha!ReplyCancel

  • Helene Cohen Bludman - Ooooh this looks divine … and so refreshing. I can’t wait to make it!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - If yu do- and you have any suggestions- give me a jingle. Thanks Helene!ReplyCancel

  • Mari Collier - Nice recipe. I’m pretty sure you picked the cucumbers, but really doubt that you picked pickles out of the garden. Of course, if you consider that they were in the raw form (like grapes are the raw form of wines), you could have picked them.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Okay. Okay. A TYPO. I had pickles on my mind. *wink*ReplyCancel

  • Barbara Feldman - I love lemony sweets. I might try this with less sugar and/or a sugar substitute. Looks wonderful.ReplyCancel

  • Beth Blacker - I can’t garden…I mean I can but I just won’t. I’ve found living in Florida for the past 20 years has completely destroyed my desire. It’s too hot, too buggy, too scary (hey, pythons and alligators are not urban myths around here). But I am happy to reap from where others have sowed and prepare nature’s bounty anytime! Thanks for sharing via Better After 50 🙂ReplyCancel

  • Lois Alter Mark - Ooh, that looks delicious! A perfect summer dessert!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - yes, and we get a second flush of Meyer Lemons around mid-Dec, so there’s the Holidays! Yippie!ReplyCancel

  • Doreen Mcgettigan - I never got my garden in this year and am so disappointed.
    Recently I discovered that I love lemon tarts. I’m nervous but think I will give these a try!ReplyCancel

  • Mary La Fornara Gutierrez - Your lemon tart looks divine! Lemon (anything) is my dessert! I will be making this, thanks for the recipe.ReplyCancel

  • Janie Emaus - We had our house painted and had to tear up all the tomato trees, but next year I’ll be back in the gardenng business.ReplyCancel

  • Estelle Sobel Erasmus - Oh my goodness I am sitting here before going to bed and I read this and see your recipe and now all I want to do is bite into a luscious lemon tart!ReplyCancel

  • Lynn Hogue Paige - That looks absolutly fablous – I can almost taste a bit of lemon. Looking forward to seeing you in August.ReplyCancel

  • Diane - Mmmm . . . gardens! Just picked our first beans. Butter beans for supper!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - As a gift recently, a woman sent me five envelopes of different types of bean seeds her family has been growing in Kentucky for generations- white half-runner, brown greasy grits, cream color corn, etc. Turns out her ancestors brought the original seeds with them from Germany in the 1600s. I can NOT wait to plant them. We LOVE beans!!ReplyCancel

  • Sue Pekarek - I love lemon anything since childhood when Mom let me make lemon pudding. We are so spoiled here with all the rain and now all of a sudden I need to water the plants…where is that rain I was complaining about before.ReplyCancel

  • Michelle Liew - Could use some of this sunshine!ReplyCancel

  • Rena McDaniel - I’m in SC and it’s the same way here miserable! I’d be very interested in hearing how you go about canning green beans. I really want to can them, but mom can’t remember how and I don’t trust all of my beans to Google!ReplyCancel

  The other day I got a simple text message from a friend. Here’s what she said,   “You’ve been horribly quiet”.     Damn it. Caught. Someone is actually paying attention. Son of a bitch.   Okay. Okay. It’s true. And anyone who reads me deserves an explanation because, after all, without you who […]

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  • Lisa at Grandma's Briefs - Ugh! Yeah, it’s so hard to blog when IRL things are funky. Do know, though, you don’t always have to be funny. We will still love you. Besides, you are funny even when you don’t mean to be.

    That said, good luck with the unclustering and more. And congrats to your son on his engagement. Cute couple!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Thanks Lisa. You’re one in a million. Your words are encouragement for me.ReplyCancel

  • Roshni - So, you’re living life instead of just blogging about it?!! Seems pretty reasonable to me!
    And, what an adorable photo of your son and future daughter-in-law!!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Yes Roshni- yes. Leave to you to put it all in perspective in a single sentence. Love you gal!ReplyCancel

  • Jeffrey Scott - Yikes! I can relate. Sometime things just pile up. Hang in there. Or go out and scream, that helps once in a while.ReplyCancel

  • Sharon Hodor Greenthal - Please keep writing. You’re so good at it.ReplyCancel

  • Ines Roe - I love your post and was totally enthralled because I identified with so much of it. There comes a time in our life in which we have to refocus, redefine and trudge forward. Thank you for taking us along on your ride.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - My God – could I love you more? Yes- refocus and recharge are the words of the day!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Yes- it is a bit confusing. hahaaaReplyCancel

  • Ellen Dolgen - You are hilarious! Even when your are silent you are funny!ReplyCancel

  • Penelope Shelfer - Don’t work too hard, dear! We *must* have time to rejoice that we’re survivors of human atrocities heaped upon us by our beloved family! !LOL!ReplyCancel

  • Carolann - Oh my goodness, know this – you are not alone. Same age as you and know just what you mean.I keep saying..and this too shall pass…it helps…somewhat lol.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - If I had known then what I know now…. I wouldn’t have given as much a sh*t. Thank you for the camaraderie. This too shall pass…this too shall pass…ReplyCancel

  • Carol Cassara - Ok, for sure i love the apron. I would buy one, except I found 8, count ’em, 8 aprons when I did my own purging. The way I dealt with it is that we are renting a year round vacation place at the ocean and I’ll bring some there. It’s extreme, but…ReplyCancel

  • Bryce Warden - That was a fun little ride…will be waiting for more. Onward warrior woman.ReplyCancel

  • Lois Alter Mark - I think we all have midlife meltdowns. We’re here for you and hope you’ll keep writing about them!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - It’s getting harder and harder but maybe if I came along in your suitcase to PV that might help! HA!ReplyCancel

  • Mari Collier - Don’t worry about the twenty pounds and a face lift. Once you are through the mid-life melt down, the pounds go away. I’m now close to what I was BC *before children). Of course, that took twenty years to happen and somehow my body rearranged itself, but it isn’t worth worrying about. Keep on having a blast and I’ll raise a glass of wine to your yard sale. I really need to have one, but that hasn’t happened in fourteen years. My daughter can worry about it. Fabulous picture of your son and daughter-in-law to be.ReplyCancel

  • David - Good fucking lord… I think my uterus popped out reading this…. Thankfully it was all first nation problems… so you still got it as far as I am concerned… This too shall pass…like a kidney stone… Love… ds… .ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - You’re right, after all I did push two bowling balls out of my garden hose, and THAT wasn’t easy! Kidney Stones be damned! XXOOReplyCancel

      • David - Kidney Stones are the male birthing experience… they are one example when tighter is not better…ReplyCancel

  • Estelle Sobel Erasmus - Happy to join you for the ride! Thanks for the update!ReplyCancel

  • Mary - I love this post! Actually, I love all your post and I’m buckling up for more!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - It’s amazing to me I actually HAVE readers! And I thank God for them- and you. Thanks Mary– xxooReplyCancel

  • Sue - I relate to so much on this list Cheryl and I am going through many of these things too so thank you very much for writing what I am thinking and thinking what I am think. Love the apron and I want to sell stuff too and have been looking into it. I love you even when your quiet. Best to you and your lovely mother.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Thanks Sue. I’m so glad we have each other’s backs. XXOOReplyCancel

  • Janie Emaus - I’m here if you need me!ReplyCancel

  • Lynda@fitnessmomwinecountry - Buckle up? Heck I was strapped in months ago when I started reading and have not left the seat! I do not envy your storage situation and having a yard sale. NOPE, I don’t keep anything because I am just way too organized and wound too tight to have crap anywhere. LOL
    You want a garage sale story? The day I had one and let a child use our bathroom … it involved me screaming {the entire yard hears from outside} water coming through the door and running down the steps to the living room …YEP you can imagine!
    Thanks for being here Cheryl 🙂ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Holy Shit. Yard sales really bring out the dregs-of-the-Earth don’t they? Of course, I’ve been telling myself I’m not living with clutter either- way too organized, until I remembered that all my crap is in the warehouse! *head shaking* As for the ‘ride’ I’m very happy you’re joining me. ROAD TRIP! HahahaaaReplyCancel

  • Lisa Froman - Always a fun ride!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - We need a meet-and-greet Lisa. I’ll pick you up! ZoomZoom.ReplyCancel

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