Cappy & Pegody's World

It started with a phone call.  Right in the middle of saying Good-bye to my beloved Uncle LeRoy, son Dan calls asking that we come up to wes...

This year's crop of long horn okra, got off to a late start, but are now off to the races.  We planted them late, after harvesting our S...

Well, while we were in a fig preserving mood we decided to try another of my mother's fig tricks and make some strawberry figs.  We dug ...

Finally,  after struggling through hurricanes and hard freezes, our Celeste Fig tree began bearing enough figs for us to can them.  Last yea...

In honor of it being August, or maybe in honor of it being Sunday, or more likely in honor of the fact that we scored some pork riblets on s...

When married to a wonderful creative artist, ya never know what ya gonna get.  For example, years ago I mentioned, "How 'bout us ma...

In our compost pile out back, from time to time, we find what Peggy and I call "volunteers".  As we toss out our usual "nanne...