On Christmas morning we went to church. Because of Covid the service was held outside. And because of a forecast of rain only a dozen people were there. But that worked out perfectly because I only had a dozen fruit cakes to giveaway. The boys had gone to Confession a few days before so they were able to go to Communion.
After church we went home an I cooked the Christmas sausage while every one opened presents. That evening we had a crown pork roast for dinner.
On the third day of Christmas I baked three French hens. It's noting too fancy, just chickens covered in butter and herbs du Provence.
Kathleen and I wend duck hunting at Don Edwards Wildlife Refuge. (I know it sounds weird to hunt at a wildlife refuge but the refuge was created to protect only two species, neither of which is a duck.) We were only out for an hour because I didn't feel well (I hurt my neck and, as a result, had horrible pain in my shoulder and arm. Had to get and MRI and then drugs. The drugs made me sick and I spent 5 days mostly in bed. Only yesterday afternoon did I start to feel better.) but we still managed to shoot one pintail. We could have had two but I missed a shot.
Tomatoes: Paul Robeson, Dr. Wyche's Yellow, Wood's Famous Brimmer, and Bush Goliath
Cucumber: Solly Beiler and Yamato Sanjaku
Squash: Hybrid Gold Rush
In the ground where we grew radishes in the fall we planted a row of purple kohlrabi, and along the fence where we have poppies and lots of bulbs, we transplanted milkweed (a gift from a friend), and sewed seeds for bee balm and butterfly weed.
The kale we planted a couple of months ago is doing amazing. I just used a basket full of it, together with the last of the Christmas sausage, to make a very yummy soup.
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