Well, there is that too.

I awoke early, went to bed early too, I think. I just cannot get on the ball. I do have some plans, however. I think it is past time to get caught up on laundry, clean the kitchen a bit, do another batch of bread, and roast some Cornish game hens. I figure I can keep one on hand and cooked for a few days, should the new neighbors arrive. That and a loaf of bread ought to be a decent welcome. As well, I might offer to help them unload, along with another neighbor who has put his hat in that ring. If it all works, it might be quite nice for them.

Laundry should be started first. I am actually low on a few things. Or, at least, my favored things. It has been some time since I was out and about nearly daily in this kind of heat. What I have found is that one days wear is it. It does not matter what the article of clothing, done is done, jeans, shorts, shirt, socks, everything, and sometimes twice or three times a day. Should I shower and clean up early, head out to do some shopping, then return and clean up to do something social, then return and need to clean up again for something else, a complete change is in order every time. So, with my great skills, I have managed a very high pile of dirty clothing. At least I dry the stuff before sculpting with it.

Then, I think, the bread is in order. I may use Heidi’s suggestion, and freeze three of the loaves, baking the remaining loaf. Then make another batch again soon, doing the same. It gives me practice, sets a few to the ready, allows me to taste each batch, and works well with my plans. I may check around to see if some bread store or other sells bread bags and twists. I can see why K seemed happy about those.

Later, maybe this evening, I plan on attending to the hens. I have even considered fruit brining them. Orange, orange and lemon, orange and lime, I dunno, something a little different. Maybe brine two one way and the last another just to compare. I want to do something different. And, I will attempt another gravy, even if it ends up being a bit fruity. This time I have some of the herbs I want to try, though not the particular ones often called for. Still, recipes have never really been my deal, the manner in which the item is processed, stages of cooking and the times for those, and prep notes are truly helpful from trusted recipes, but the taste I get from even my favored recipes is never quite there, and even if absolutely correct which I think many of my results have been, they are not my cup of alfalfa juice.

I will just have to see what in the world happens on a day like today. Oh, I will probably contact my neighbor and see when he would like to go fishing. I have had a little time to rest and relax, I should have my place back in order, and this week should be a good one for getting back out there and checking some things out, wetting some line, and enjoying the summer. Oh, yeah, fresh corn on the cob is being sold in it’s usual place. I’ll have to get a dozen or two. Good stuff, Iowa summer stuff, and it recycles to duck food.