This post has been updated and moved to my new blog.
You can find it here: Herb Grilled Chicken Thighs on The Creekside Cook
Grilled Chicken
Riley & the Cocktail Hour That Wasn’t
We had a lovely weekend. It is incredibly cool here for July, and though the veggies and flowers aren’t that happy about it, you can get a lot more yard work done when it is 70 than you can when it’s 85. Larry did all the mowing and got the weeding/mulching/fertilizing and so on done in his vegetable garden, while I made huge progress on the expansion of the front flower garden. By the end of the day, we are ready to enjoy an hour or so on the front porch before we go in for dinner. As we are sitting and relaxing, I feel that someone is staring at me.
Me: Can I do something for you?
Riley: It is cocktail hour, right?
Me: {I can see this coming a mile away} Yes it is, why do you ask?
Riley: Because I would like a drink. Hmmmmm, now what am I in the mood for this evening?
Me: Water? A nice bowl of water?
Riley: Nooooooooooo. I was thinking more along the lines of a Mojito maybe. Or a Lime Rickey. Something tropical.
Me: Water IS tropical. You can’t have tropical without water. And I don’t have any limes. Plus, you are a dog and alcoholic beverages are not good for dogs.
Riley: Bleh! I always have to have water.
Me: Sorry dude, water it is. And don’t stick out your tongue – it’s not polite.
Riley: Things would be a lot different around here if I were in charge.
Me: I don’t doubt that for a second.
Riley: It’s not easy, being the dog.
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Garden Decor – Springs!
I like rusty things. I love the mellow tones of rust and the idea of something that was once a useful and well-used item endures for years after it has finished that purposeful existence. These springs were down by Larry’s shop, and I had taken some photos of them before, one of which is here. They are from a vehicle of some and heaven only knows why he hung onto them, but I am glad that he did.I asked him a couple months ago if he had plans for them, and if not, could I have them. He naturally asked me what I wanted to do with them, but I had no idea.
I just like the shape and the color. He brought them up and they laid near the back steps for a few weeks, until finally, I put one of them in the shade garden, just to see how it looked. I thought it looked pretty good. So, I put the other three around that same garden, trying not to have them look too arranged.
They may have just come up on their own back there, like the tiny choke cherry tree seedlings I have to pull up on a almost daily basis. So – what do you guys think? Cool or weird? Decor, or craziness? I need input here!
Riley doesn’t get it at all. But he isn’t into yard art all that much, unless you count peeing on it.
Strawberry Rhubarb Sherbet
This post has been updated and moved to the new blog.
You may now find it here: Strawberry Rhubarb Sherbet on The Creekside Cook