A good summer read next to the freshly weeded kitchen garden.
As requested by my dear friend Christine, here is my boredom Buster to add to your Boredom Bottle. Good Luck!
Supplies are pretty simple and basic and easy to gather!
I'm just not sure what you would call this! Feel free to add your suggestion to the comments!
Her Royal Highness is putting her pioneer baby to bed. Awwww! So sweet in an apron and bonnet!
Stick Pull!
Not like we keep score, or anything, but the Apple Farmer has killed two cats with his truck, and he almost took out the dog with my van (may it rest in peace). A couple of weeks ago, the Apple Farmer started up his truck and the President's Happy Thought went thru the fan in his truck. She was hurt pretty badly but to everyone's relief, the President's Happy Thought is happy and well again. The other kitty that went the the Apple Farmers Fan was bent in places a kitty should never bend - it was a wonder that it was still alive. The Apple Farmer couldn't get his gun quickly enough to put her out of her misery. You can imagine our amazement that the Happy Thought survived. 
Here is the Apple Farmer Bla-bla-ing the bla bla.
Here is the Apple Farmer after he bla-blabed his tractor and suited up.
Six photos later and this is the best shot from behind that I can get of her curly curls!
If you want to try, read this:
We visit a bit and then bid farewell as we continue on our great hunt.
The Attorney picks it. His adrenalin is coursing through his body and he proclaims, "Wow! This is so much like fishing!" He gently places it into his walmart bag and within seconds another morrel, and then another and several more are found! We triumphantly march out of the woods with our treasures in our bags and make our way up to the castle - I mean house- to clean and cook them up!
As we exit the great woods we find that the rumbling we had been hearing wasn't a fierce fire belching dragon after all, it was thunder!
We race to the house and are greeted by the Apple Farmer who informs us that we need to go down into the cellar house because the clouds are rotating over top of the house. We run from the house and into the cellar house and down the stairs to the awful dungeon - our only defense against a tornado.
The dungeon is equiped with its very own welcoming committee! A toad.
"Can we come up now?"
Nothing came out of our really creepy cloud movements. We went back to the house after while, and cooked up our morrels which we ate with our chicken and noodles.
I prepared the morrels how the locals all love to prepare them - egg wash and cracker crumbs - fry in a bit of oil and butter. They taste a lot like...
...Cracker Crumbs.
After spreading floured foot prints all over Lizzy's kitchen floor while Lizzy and I kneaded dough and talked about her brand new granddaughter, her Royal Highness insisted on rolling out the dough!
While her Royal Highness and I rolled out dough, Lizzy made marshmallow cream out of the left over egg whites and a sugar syrup which she cooked to the hard ball stage. Wow! I thought that stuff could only come from the marshmallow cream factory! Yum!
When we were done making noodles and there was nothing left to do, her Royal Highness started to cry, so Lizzy gave her one of her homemade oatmeal cookes and everything was all better!
So you are probably wondering where the picture of the completed noodles is? We cooked them up in chicken noodle soup, chicken and gravy and other yummy dishes already! They sure didn't last for very long! Time to make more!!!!
Wild Plum
Dandelions as far as the eye can see!
Peaches are already at petal fall
And, of course, APPLES!
...just to name a few ;)
