Looking in my bare pantry last night I came to a sad realization. This past growing season was my best ever, yet very little of what I grew was used or put up for the winter. After June 12 (flood day), much of it went unpicked and simply rotted where it grew. This is evidenced in the garden by the brown vines with shriveled tear-drop shaped tomatoes still clinging to them.
After the flood, building the house became the priority and my beautiful garden was neglected.
Well, Spring is not that far away! I think it's time to start planning for the next growing season and dreaming of a full pantry and root cellar next year.

I'm attaching a couple of photos of the garden this past year and one of my current home - a 27 foot travel trailer.

The weather has turned cold and life in the 27 foot travel trailer has been miserable! Besides the cramped space and the under-insulated walls, when the temperature dips below freezing we don't have running water (the hose freezes). We could run a more permanent water line and bury it, but we are just too close to getting the house to a point where we can move in. The hubby and the concrete guys are staining the floor today, appliances are coming tomorrow, and the propane company is coming Friday to hook us up.
We will probably take up residence this weekend. I don't think my hubby can take anymore. He has been working and worrying himself sick trying to do everything himself and to get it done quickly. I'm right there helping him and I try to stay upbeat and keep him spirit up, but I think he just needs to slow down and take a break from it - physically, mentally, and emotionally.
I'll post pictures when I have a chance.

The String

I wrap the string tighter and tighter.

Bind it up to hold it together.

What else can I do to keep it from falling apart?

More troubles come.

I pull the string a little tighter.

The bundle that I call my life bulges and threatens to burst loose.

I stretch the string a little further.

How much can it hold?

For how long?

I need more string.