I love harvesting season.
These are Crosby beets. Love the pinky-red stems! They did really well – although I should have harvested those larger ones earlier. I prefer to eat beets when they are very small, cooked up with their greens. So good! These too-big ones I may try roasting.
This morning we went to a local dog show. I liked seeing all the different breeds, but we especially wanted to see the corgis. After the death of our Jack Russell Terrier, we decided the next dog was going to be a Pembroke Welsh Corgi.
Originally, Mom was dead set on a female, as we’ve only ever had female dogs. I rather wanted a male, since I discovered that the male of the species often seems to be sweeter. (At least it’s true in cats and ducks.) At the show, we met the most charming boy. As soon as I got down on the ground to pet him, he put his front paws up in my lap and just leaned against me, snuggling. Then he did the same to Mom. That was all it took to win her over.
So now we’re looking for a boy corgi, instead of a girl. Corgi puppies seem to be hard to find. There are hardly any breeders in WA state, and none that have pups available. We have our name down with a breeder in Michigan (Carol’s Corgis) who ships, so hopefully she’ll have puppies born before too much longer.
In the meantime, we’re trying to settle on a name. We had one picked for a girl, but now we need a boy’s name. I like Pippin, because if there is ever a hobbit dog breed, it’s a corgi. (Short, furry-footed, and loves to eat.) But Tucker is one name Mom and I both like, so at the moment, that’s the front-runner.