Tom grew up in Milwaukee, bartended in Wauwatosa in the '70s and moved here in 1984.
Commentary, observations and musings about the outdoors, life in general and maybe Tosa politics and personalities will be the order of the day. He savors a lively debate as much as terrific cooking.
If you spend as much time as I do in rural Wisconsin you would know that the recent dry spell has resulted in a flurry of activity in the past week. Fields plowed, manure spreading going full tilt followed by working the anointed fields with a disc. This followed by planting. Farm machinery is running up and down the road at regular intervals and you can listen to the clatter late into the evening. And I’m about at the half-way mark with the 2015 garden.
Firewood has been stacked, the boat and lawn tractor winterized, hunting has been in full tilt and there's snow across the landscape. This may be difficult to believe but the garden is still in the game.
I was reading on the world wide web yesterday about Russian President Vladimir Putin banning western grown produce and pork products. Seems old Vlad probably hates broccoli and bacon. As a consequence the average Russian citizen will go without, the Russian Oligarchs will get what they want and there'll be more for the rest of us.
The gardens are shaping up nicely. Everything is growing - including the weeds. One and a half inches of rain over a couple of days and I spent the better part of a Saturday weeding. And again on Sunday. There was the mounding of the potatoes and pruning twenty-six tomato plants. I have been sweating like a field hand. And it's only been 64 degrees and cloudy.
On July fourth I pulled-up my pea plants. They were on the down-side of producing and the heat finished them-off. I'll plant a second crop closer to fall when things cool down. I also picked the first of the beets. And we've been picking them ever since.