This morning I looked out my window and there was Venus, bright and round in the Eastern sky. She reminds me of my gramma, always the first one to get up in the morning, she’d turn on all the lights one by one as she made her way around the house. Venus seems to be calling us to get up, get dressed, get out and play.
Everything is so dry outside, we didn’t have to tell our garden twice – as soon as we turned off the water everything crinkled up and withered away. Got our last tomato the other day, and a few cute little bell peppers for dinner.
I’ve been watering the loofah vines now and then, there are still quite a few that aren’t done yet. But the first fruit are turning yellow, and yesterday we decided to peel a couple.
The transformation is amazing – at first, they seem heavy and solid, but as they dry out, the flesh turns into a fibery skeleton. They’re full of seeds, and as the sponge dries, they have to be shaken out from the bigger open end. I save a couple dozen of the plump seeds to plant next year.
There are usually a few tiny ones left in there for the first couple of uses, but they shake out after the sponge gets wet a couple of times. After they’re dry, I store them in my towel drawer until I want to use them. When I need one, I just run it under water, squeeze it out, rinse off any leftover skin, and it’s all soft and pliable and ready to use. They last a couple of months if you rinse and shake them good after every use.
I don’t do the math on gardening, not since Cal Water started their Water War. I am afraid the math would not pan out very well, so I don’t even care. When water becomes too expensive to garden, people need to stand up on their hind legs and fight. That’s why I’m writing my protest over Cal Water’s latest grab.
My last water bill was $133. No, I am not a pig. $35 of that was a fine for going a few ccf’s over budget. That’s War, Honey.
So, here’s what I’m doing about it, I hope you’ll get up on your hind legs too: