Monthly Inspiration

Hello and welcome to August.

I have something a bit different for our monthly inspiration and I hope it at least makes you smile.

A while back, my husband and I were talking about tv commercials that we remembered from when we were young. When I mentioned one of my favorites was the Faygo pop commercial I was surprised that he didn’t remember it. Then it occurred to me that Faygo(soda) pop is a Michigan product. My husband grew up in Ohio and while Faygo is sold in Ohio today perhaps it was not when he was growing up.

Ironically, this song/commercial that is all about fond memories from childhood has become one of my fond memories from childhood.

Turn up the volume and enjoy! If you remember it, you’ll probably even sing along. I know I do. 🙂

Doesn’t that make you want a cold bottle of red pop?

What is your favorite (soda) pop?

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Finally, a Fledgling

Hello and welcome!

You may remember this mourning dove who had a well-hidden nest in the maple tree just off our deck.

For weeks I’ve been watching this bird sit on the nest. It has probably been both parents that I have seen up there since they share in the job. (I have just not witnessed them changing places.) I was beginning to wonder if there were really eggs and if they would ever hatch. I never heard babies (cheep, cheep, cheep) in the nest nor did I see parents bring food to their young.

When I did my homework, I learned that mourning doves feed their babies crop milk, a liquid high in antioxidants, fat and protein which is produced in their throat. Both parents produce crop milk and share the feeding responsibilities. This explains why there was no scurry of activity with the parents’ bringing food to their young.

Two days ago I looked up toward the nest and instead of seeing an adult bird I could barely make out the small head of a baby. Once I saw it move, I was sure that’s what I was seeing.

Yesterday, I couldn’t see baby and there were no parents around, so I was relieved this morning when my husband came in and told me that the baby mourning dove was on our deck. By the time I grabbed my camera and got out there it was gone. 😦

Later this afternoon I was thrilled to see it perched on a chair in our courtyard. Normally mourning doves lay two eggs so I am not certain if one of the eggs did not hatch, or if for some reason there was only one egg.

Mourning doves can raise as many as six broods per year and in Michigan their breeding season goes into September. Since this nest still seems to be in good shape (at least what I can see of it) they may continue to use this nest to raise another brood or two.

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Preserving the Harvest

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Our cucumbers are coming in fast and furious.

Earlier in the week I made two quarts of refrigerator dill pickles.

Then today I made 5 pints of bread and butter pickles.

The recipe I used is from the Ball Blue Book.

We’ve been eating a lot of green beans, so it was time to put some in the freezer. I froze four packages today.

It’s not time for making tomato sauce yet but we did pick our first (2) ripe tomatoes. One for each of us. They were small but delicious.

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