The Story of Okra

Being a true Southern gal, I love fried okra. Not that breaded stuff you get in restaurants - the real homemade deal. But it's so expensive at the grocery store. I grew up with a mom who loved to vegetable garden and know for a fact that okra grows like a weed and is as prolific as rabbits. How hard could it be to grow okra?

Last spring, I decided to plant a few okra plants to see what would happen. I put them in a flower bed (I had no other place for them) and Russ "weeded" the plants out the next week. He hasn't lived that one down yet.

So, this year, he's all into it and decides to try some more okra plants. Made his own "vegetable" bed on the west side of the house and has been babying his plants.

Here's our first crop.....


I refuse to cook just one.

But, there are more buds, and we're hoping the plants explode so that we can gather a "mess" of okra in a week or so. I'll keep you posted.

On the sewing front, I made more Lady of the Lake blocks for a total of 24.

To avoid trying to match all those seams, I think I'll put 1" sashing in between, add a border, and call it done. I have enough pieces/parts to make a whole 'nother quilt, but I'm thinking not. I'll just stash those parts for another day and another plan.