Homemade

We left North Truro in the middle of the morning. We had contemplated to go to Quaker Meeting in the area, which would be in Sandwich, further down the Cape. Instead we went to worship at the Christmas Tree shop, further increasing the American trade deficit with China, in search of beach chairs. We found other stuff, but not the elusive chairs.

Off the Cape we went back to see Uncle Charles again in the rehab place. This time we brought the camera in and took pictures. We spent another hour with him and with Ann before heading home and towards a mighty thunderstorm. I had hoped to be home early enough for some gardening but by the time we arrived the storm had also arrived.

At least it did the badly needed watering for us; the beans, chard, shallots, potatoes, beets and radishes are up and the tomatoes, basil, cucumbers, broccoli and Chinese cabbage are doing well. The asparagus have turned into a feathery forest with peas starting to climb up the stalks.

I made my first batch of mozzarella cheese from the kit I bought from Ricky the Cheese Queen. Now that I have mastered this art, a Panini with tomatoes, basil and fresh mozzarella cheese can be produced entirely locally (except for the olive oil). I can’t wait for the tomatoes to ripen.

And now, back to work; vacation is over.