We had enough earlier this week, or maybe last week. Monday morning it was just dry enough for Garry to get the garden and yard rotortillered, and then it rained later in the afternoon (and last night.) I went out to the garden around eight am to pick some peas and beans for lunch today - and came back with balls of mud on the bottoms of my shoes.
At 10:30 I was just finishing up a casserole to put in the oven when the power went out. So at noon stirfry, casserole, coleslaw and boiled string beans became chicken and veggie kabobs on the grill, grilled zuchinni, and peas and carrots, and string beans cooked in aluminum foil on the grill (and coleslaw.) There was a small problem- when Victor arrived with our company- someone had borrowed the propane tank from the grill for the cutting torch (Garry had to find a different one- before he could light it so I could get dinner cooking.)
We decided to eat outside with the lack of light in the dining area, and just as I finished grilling, Stacy was bringing out the last things for the table (which we had carried outside) the power came back on.
Everything was tasty hot off the grill, but as Garry and Victor headed off to look at the sickly cornfield one more time with Vitaly, raindrops started falling so the rest of us carried everything inside. We had decided to eat the cherry pie inside anyway, since it was cool out- under the black cloud that came over us.
So when they returned we had tea and pie- with the news that it looked like aphids were what was damaging the new corn field and that the field would be sprayed for bugs and weeds in a couple days (he needs to get the insecticide.)
This morning Garry went and took some pictures over at the neighbors where they were butchering a hog. Max used the torch on the tail and ate it. Then Garry took Stacy over to see, and ate some piece that was supposed to be really tasty raw (with salt.) I told him something bad would happen to him now, and half an hour later he was working on his porch forms (they are all ready for cement now)
... when he stabbed himself with a nail as he was removing nails from the boards. He is telling me it hurts this evening- but he cleaned it and put antibiotic creme on. I told him if it`s infected I will be happy to give him the antibiotic syringes like last July when he hurt his hand in the baler. They hope to give the baler a test run to see if it is ready to make some hay and straw bales- if it ever stops raining so the wheat gets harvested.
Garry told Maxim he should show Stacy some of his highbar moves just before the cows came home this evening (last year he built a highbar in the yard under the old apricot tree.) He`s quite a gymnast.
His brother Andrei had to show off some moves and even little Serosika gave it a try- he couldn`t do flips and catches like Maxim though!
The audience (photo- left to right- Stacy, Max`s brother Andrei, neighbor boy Andrei, and Garry)got a shower of rain off the wet tree when Max started but we were all impressed. We had several showers this afternoon- including the one after I hung out the laundry when I thought it was clearing up finally.