<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:03:09.954-04:00</updated><category term='Callaway Gardens'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Herbs'/><category term='Sheerlark Farm'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Chattanooga Market'/><category term='Holiday Market'/><category term='Oktoberfest'/><title type='text'>Down To Earth</title><subtitle type='html'>Musings and mutterings about my garden adventures and the pilgrimage from Corporate manager to self-employment with my business Down To Earth and my participation in Possum Creek Herb Farm.  Down To Earth is your source for Garden Inspired Gifts.  Possum Creek Herb Farm is your source for wholesale &amp;amp; retail culinary &amp;amp; medicinal herbs and natives. Check in for the continuing saga of the transition from Corporate life to the contentment of living a simpler life doing something I love.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-1582822181826530933</id><published>2009-04-23T22:49:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T23:29:08.740-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chattanooga Market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herbs'/><title type='text'>It's Market Time Again!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SfEr8mEDLPI/AAAAAAAAAKg/3zGv9Cc4n2s/s1600-h/chattanoogamarketlogo-blue-300x120.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328088154165685490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 72px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SfEr8mEDLPI/AAAAAAAAAKg/3zGv9Cc4n2s/s200/chattanoogamarketlogo-blue-300x120.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOCAL IS BETTER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head's up, Kats &amp;amp; Kittens!! The Chattanooga Market begins its 9th season this Sunday, April 26. There are a record number of vendors and the layout has been modified to accomodate the influx of wares.&lt;br /&gt;Make a NOTE that the HOURS have CHANGED: the new hours for the Chattanooga Market are 11 a.m. until 4 p.m. EDT. In our history with the Market, a lot of people would start coming through before noon anyway, so now we will all be set up and ready to rumble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'no critters allowed' rule continues to be in effect, so save yourself the embarassment and either leave 'em home or keep them somewhere safe while you stroll through. You will be pleased to know, however, that there are 2 dog-friendly days scheduled for the 2009 season. One will be the July 26 Bone Appetit Dog Day and the other will be the October 4 McKamey's Animal Friends Day. I am a hard-core dog lover, but I know the issues that were caused by irresponsible owners. Just be glad that there are 2 puppy-positive days this year instead of just one. If I can remember, I will bring treats for well-behaved dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another first this year is the Chattanooga Market Platinum Visa. it is a no-fee card and there are 5 market photos from which to choose. We are very proud to have Possum Creek Herb Farm potpourri as one of the five photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SfEtXsg_4jI/AAAAAAAAAKo/gR2wfyhq_mQ/s1600-h/visa-artists-300x187.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328089719265813042" style="WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SfEtXsg_4jI/AAAAAAAAAKo/gR2wfyhq_mQ/s200/visa-artists-300x187.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dirt has been flying since last September and are ready to bring you the best organically-grown herbs we have to offer. We will have over 40 different herb varieties plus a selection of natives and perennials. In addition, we will have a small selection of soap and copies of our cook booklet, A Taste of Herbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SfEv6oX0FYI/AAAAAAAAAKw/6ATo-20an24/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328092518472226178" style="WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SfEv6oX0FYI/AAAAAAAAAKw/6ATo-20an24/s200/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our booth will be front and center - G36 on the vendor map. Please come by and see us to pick up your herbs for the season. Due to a good wholesale/mailorder response, quantities are limited on some herbs, so don't delay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be looking for you Sunday and remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;LOCAL IS BETTER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-1582822181826530933?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/1582822181826530933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=1582822181826530933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/1582822181826530933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/1582822181826530933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-market-time-again.html' title='It&apos;s Market Time Again!!'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SfEr8mEDLPI/AAAAAAAAAKg/3zGv9Cc4n2s/s72-c/chattanoogamarketlogo-blue-300x120.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-2647175416414740864</id><published>2008-12-30T01:36:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:51:21.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Christmas Over Already?</title><content type='html'>Seems like it was just Thanksgiving and now Christmas has come and gone. We had a good Christmas in spite of the fact that Mark's mom went to the ER on 12/23 and has been in the hospital ever since with gall bladder issues. We've done a lot of running back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most folks, we cut back on Christmas spending this year. Mark and I still got special things for each other and I did a lot of homemade gifts to give. We had our annual Christmas Eve soiree. It was a lot of fun. This year it was pretty much all family. Our friend Cindy and her daughter stopped by for a few minutes on her way home from her parents' house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our tree. It's pretty much all non-breakable/natural material ornaments except for the lights. Mark put it up and decorated it. I think he did a great job. He also did a really good job with his wrapping this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285471975093892450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SVnEwfnA9WI/AAAAAAAAAJE/tojGDhzsM4w/s400/20081224_1328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Throughout the evening, the piano was the most popular spot for the kids, much to the dismay of the dogs. I'm pretty sure it hurt their ears, but they made the best of it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285473371191527074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SVnGBweoRqI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_xgsZHEx_JM/s400/20081224_1329.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mark and his brother and sister were all pooped from doing the hospital visits. The taller boy with curly blond hair at the piano is her son.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SV2jwxYuGOI/AAAAAAAAAJc/dlDiZF7cC1o/s1600-h/20081224_1333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286561595888900322" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SV2jwxYuGOI/AAAAAAAAAJc/dlDiZF7cC1o/s200/20081224_1333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SV2kXGpCXOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/WFPnkyovwus/s1600-h/20081224_1331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286562254429510882" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SV2kXGpCXOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/WFPnkyovwus/s200/20081224_1331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SV2lMkLMvjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/aVI_u5B3tqk/s1600-h/20081224_1334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286563172890492466" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SV2lMkLMvjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/aVI_u5B3tqk/s200/20081224_1334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was glad that my cousin and uncle came. The girl and small boy at the piano are her kids. They live in Georgia and we don't see them very often. We always have fun and we should really try to get together more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SV2mhDS6kRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mEDa1zWdOcI/s1600-h/20081224_1330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286564624353366290" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SV2mhDS6kRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mEDa1zWdOcI/s200/20081224_1330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SV2nCNen8BI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/h8HM5WZEVA8/s1600-h/20081224_1332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286565194022514706" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SV2nCNen8BI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/h8HM5WZEVA8/s200/20081224_1332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sorry that the rest of the invitees couldn't make it (Michele and her boys had family obligations, my brother and his wife had other commitments, and my other uncle and aunt had all-day visitors). I'll get their goodies to them as soon as we can merge schedules. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;, remember how simple life used to be? Where did that go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just hard to believe it all came and went so quickly. Soon it will be a brand new year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-2647175416414740864?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/2647175416414740864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=2647175416414740864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/2647175416414740864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/2647175416414740864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-christmas-over-already.html' title='Is Christmas Over Already?'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SVnEwfnA9WI/AAAAAAAAAJE/tojGDhzsM4w/s72-c/20081224_1328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-3411329930229032542</id><published>2008-12-14T23:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:12:52.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fill 'Er Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not the gas tank, although the price per gallon has certainly been more tolerable - almost unbelievable. I'm talking greenhouses. It seems that as soon as there is some free space, it starts filling back up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a couple of weeks' time, it went from this:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279872821173820226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUXgW11OG0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/1j1kWO50Bxg/s400/1115081454b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286559538171846178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SV2h4_yvniI/AAAAAAAAAJU/EV6wU17oNbE/s400/0101091644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...and then some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the dirt is still flying. It slows me down to have to clean trays as I go, but that's just the way it is. When you're the chief cook and bottle washer, you have to wash bottles as well as cook. No problem. I just keep plugging along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-3411329930229032542?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/3411329930229032542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=3411329930229032542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/3411329930229032542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/3411329930229032542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2008/12/fill-er-up.html' title='Fill &apos;Er Up'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUXgW11OG0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/1j1kWO50Bxg/s72-c/1115081454b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-1653349905407394225</id><published>2008-12-07T20:56:00.036-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:34:28.373-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chattanooga Market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheerlark Farm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday Market'/><title type='text'>You'll Have to Wait</title><content type='html'>If you were thinking of visiting the Chattanooga Market, but just haven't made it there yet, you'll have to wait. If you were thinking of going to the Chattanooga Market to pick up a few more unique, hand-made Christmas gifts, you'll have to wait. The Market wrapped up the 2008 season 12/6 &amp;amp; 7 with the festive 2-day Holiday Market. So, if you wanted to go to the Chattanooga Market, you'll have to wait until April 26, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;We did surprisingly well, considering the current economic turmoil, although not as well as 2007. Overall, though, we did much better for the whole 2008 season at the Market than 2007. Bottom line, there is no way to predict how the season will go. The customers determine that and you really never know what they are going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUXawpplAVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/MdEe3ii_cjk/s1600-h/20081207_1312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279866667510595922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUXawpplAVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/MdEe3ii_cjk/s320/20081207_1312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUXbqBJnnDI/AAAAAAAAAI0/KJ7SEnoVnvc/s1600-h/Copy+of+20081207_1311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279867653071543346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 78px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUXbqBJnnDI/AAAAAAAAAI0/KJ7SEnoVnvc/s320/Copy+of+20081207_1311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention that it was cold? Mark brought the propane heater to us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUXGRvVukNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tIzpH0GMILY/s1600-h/20081207_1318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279844146229448914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUXGRvVukNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tIzpH0GMILY/s200/20081207_1318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He also came back and helped us load out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least it wasn't raining and not nearly as cold as the first Holiday Market Friday night in 2006 when it was a frosty 17 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were in a group of 4 vendors, so we had some 'shared' space that made room for the heater. It certainly did wonders for our popularity - ha! There was even a passerby that just came behind the tables and warmed his hands. It was pretty funny, because we all thought he was friends with one of the other vendors in the group. Turns out he was just an opportunist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'm happy for the break, I will miss the Market and the buddies we have there. I managed to catch a few of them over the course of the weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's Miss Gladys. She makes killer fudge, oreo/cream cheese bonbons, and Mexican wedding cookies. She gets credit for about 5 pounds on my butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279840315517425858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUXCyw0z2MI/AAAAAAAAAH8/nbl2J7Dji9E/s400/20081207_1286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Jean and her husband, Tim. Tim is usually calm and collected, but evidently a camera brings out his wild side. Jean has a baking and catering business called Jean's Delicious Delights. She makes the best bread pudding and carrot cake I've ever put in my mouth. She also makes little loaf breads, cookies, cakes, pies, biscotti, decorated cookies and bars. She can cater dinners, weddings, etc. and if her 'regular' food is as good as her baked goods, you couldn't possibly go wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279830305400588514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUW5sGO-iOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_Z-CpK0-pog/s400/20081207_1288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of her goodies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUW7HnBupQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/xLVRbr_IDQM/s1600-h/20081207_1298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279831877571486978" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUW7HnBupQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/xLVRbr_IDQM/s200/20081207_1298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUW7zGRcrPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/l7H5q-FeePE/s1600-h/20081207_1303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279832624693292274" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUW7zGRcrPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/l7H5q-FeePE/s200/20081207_1303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUW92w9cpqI/AAAAAAAAAHk/eRYLnRjnNI8/s1600-h/20081207_1290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279834886714992290" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUW92w9cpqI/AAAAAAAAAHk/eRYLnRjnNI8/s200/20081207_1290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry and Sherry have Sheerlark Farm in the mountains of Alabama. They raise sheep and goats. They sell organic lamb and chevon (goat), and also have wool for roving, etc. Larry does a bit of forgery. Oh, not the check kind, but more on the anvil. He makes neat stuff with horseshoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUXJCxGcdBI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZfVE8jtONIQ/s1600-h/20081207_1307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279847187539063826" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUXJCxGcdBI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZfVE8jtONIQ/s400/20081207_1307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Then there is the flamboyant Ms. Lannie. She's a can-can girl, just not the high kicking kind. She makes the best sauerkraut and loads of other tasty canned goods. The name of her business is Daylilies, L.L.C. I stocked up on her sauerkraut, spaghetti sauces, pickled beets and some salsas and relishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279857826754952482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUXSuDRLfSI/AAAAAAAAAIc/QQttAJ8uElU/s400/20081207_1310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Michael, the best lemonade maker in the county. I say county, because I've never had lemonade too far from home - ha! When the weather is cold, he serves the lemonade up hot and spicy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279859806243023106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUXUhRb6aQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/0hf5YZcWkP0/s400/20081207_1306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more folks, but I didn't get pics of everyone. All I know is that it will be April 26th before you know it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-1653349905407394225?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/1653349905407394225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=1653349905407394225&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/1653349905407394225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/1653349905407394225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2008/12/youll-have-to-wait.html' title='You&apos;ll Have to Wait'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SUXawpplAVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/MdEe3ii_cjk/s72-c/20081207_1312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-4331037540715340488</id><published>2008-12-02T22:36:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:52:48.079-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chattanooga Market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Last Chattanooga Market Event for 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hearye! Hearye! Come one, come all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Chattanooga Market's Holiday Market will be this Saturday and Sunday, December 6th &amp;amp; 7th. This will be the last time the market will be open in 2008. The times are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday, 12/6 from 10:00 a.m. until 8:00 p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday, 12/7 from 12:00 Noon until 6:00 p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you haven't finished your Christmas shopping, or maybe need to pick up some stocking-stuffers or teacher's gifts, or you just need to kick-start your holiday spirit, you need to make it a point to visit the Chattanooga Market this weekend. Help local/regional artists, crafters and small businesses by leaving some of your Christmas shopping dollars in Chattanooga!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275405945665902802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/STYBwd1mWNI/AAAAAAAAAG8/A9TnE1pyB4M/s400/holidayMarketOnlineAd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-4331037540715340488?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/4331037540715340488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=4331037540715340488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/4331037540715340488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/4331037540715340488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-chattanooga-market-event-for-2008.html' title='Last Chattanooga Market Event for 2008'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/STYBwd1mWNI/AAAAAAAAAG8/A9TnE1pyB4M/s72-c/holidayMarketOnlineAd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-2865401078482061555</id><published>2008-11-26T13:45:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:56:10.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Heart of Gratitude</title><content type='html'>I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salvation, grace and mercy as a believer in Jesus Christ. I fail daily, but pick myself back up again and try to keep fighting the good fight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mark, my husband. He always supports me, helps me and actually believes in me more than I believe in myself. He is off from work this week. Work has been increasingly stressful for him, so I'm glad he took some time off. He's cooking the Thanksgiving turkey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a la&lt;/span&gt; Alton Brown.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reasonably good health. Aging is not for sissies, but any complaint I have pales in comparison to the suffering of others.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wonderful friends. I don't have many friends, but the ones I have are tried and true.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enough. Enough food to eat, clothes to wear, water to drink - basic needs met - which is more than many people in the world can say.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being an American. On it's worst day, she's still the best country in the world. I'm thankful for my freedom and know that it comes at a price. I'm thankful for those who sacrifice much to defend her. I worry that so many people seem to have forgotten that freedom isn't free. I'd like for everyone to find a copy of the Constitution, Bill of Rights and Declaration of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Independence&lt;/span&gt; and read them - thoroughly, without interjecting any personal prejudice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My personal history. All families put the 'fun' in dysfunctional. There are not 'normal' families. But as I am in different gatherings, talking about people and things that have happened throughout my life and even before I was born, I am reminded of what a colorful history I have. There is good and there is bad (well, not &lt;em&gt;real &lt;/em&gt;bad) but it all makes me who I am and that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; by me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;This certainly isn't an all-inclusive list, but it covers the top 7. Since 7 is the number of completion, I'll stop here. I'm not sure, but I think I heard someone gagging...ha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-2865401078482061555?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/2865401078482061555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=2865401078482061555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/2865401078482061555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/2865401078482061555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2008/11/heart-of-gratitude.html' title='A Heart of Gratitude'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-8187494869887188825</id><published>2008-11-06T22:59:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:35:14.962-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Callaway Gardens'/><title type='text'>Return From Paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/STX9EdwF1dI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LQyQmHRbRRc/s1600-h/20081105_1230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275400791682045394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/STX9EdwF1dI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LQyQmHRbRRc/s400/20081105_1230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my mind, Callaway Gardens = Paradise. I've often said that I would like to take a busload of atheists to Callaway and then have them tell me there is no God. The most elaborate cathedral of the wealthiest congregation cannot hold a candle to the magnificence of God's creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather was nothing short of perfect - not too hot, not too cold, clear skies, cool breezes. We went a week later than usual. Unfortunately, a lot of the gardens were in transition. Even so, I still managed to get some pretty good pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265766674993158882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SRPC5EUOmuI/AAAAAAAAAGU/fSeEYZk8cD8/s400/20081104_1075.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus had some critter sightings, which is always a good thing. I saw the fattest chipmunks I have ever seen. No pics of them, though. They are quick to dive into a hole. There was a gray squirrel really pissed that I was walking down 'his' path. He barked at me from a branch directly over my head.  I laughed out loud, thinking of the scene that would ensue if he decided to pounce upon my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265767621368955554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SRPDwJ1zQqI/AAAAAAAAAGc/LUAtcUZDxJI/s400/20081105_1221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Before we left, I got some great pics of fox squirrels. Usually they are very reclusive. I don't know what has happened, but these guys (or gals or both) almost hammed for the camera. I was within 10-15 feet of them and they didn't even offer to run away. Just too cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265768935056594146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SRPE8ntV1OI/AAAAAAAAAGk/f0PetAdajac/s400/20081106_1267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think I've ever seen so few people there.  Indicative of the economy/gas prices, I'm sure.  However, that did make it nice and quiet &amp;amp; we got a much needed break from daily life.  Now we'll be looking forward to going again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-8187494869887188825?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/8187494869887188825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=8187494869887188825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/8187494869887188825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/8187494869887188825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2008/11/return-from-paradise.html' title='Return From Paradise'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/STX9EdwF1dI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LQyQmHRbRRc/s72-c/20081105_1230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-6402313718726792788</id><published>2008-11-06T22:15:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:56:43.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oktoberfest - A Bit Late</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oktoberfest was, well, festive. Michele had a brat (no beer). I passed, cuz I figured the last thing I needed was grumbly guts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We didn't do as well as we expected to do, particularly considering the crowds, but I guess a lot of businesses are saying exactly the same thing in this economy. Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are some pics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We pulled all the stops and brought everything we had, including our new cookbook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I added a few new bath brews to the mix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265758635543612258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SRO7lHCFy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/ziR6iG5iIC0/s400/1025081036a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michele made some really nice mini gardens and living wreaths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265754102509782226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SRO3dQKmxNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/23c6qu4lcS0/s400/1025081037.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;She also made the popular potpourris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265754826285072018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SRO4HYcFPpI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1a2rR0XD0xU/s400/1025081038.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A couple of the farmers (Rainbw Hill and Hughes) had really cute fall set-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265757468162166114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SRO6hKMqjWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/WTd5H8EgcAg/s400/1025081154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265758102613257026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SRO7GFtl60I/AAAAAAAAAGE/yRizIuFX6uc/s400/1025081153b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-6402313718726792788?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/6402313718726792788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=6402313718726792788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/6402313718726792788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/6402313718726792788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2008/11/oktoberfest-bit-late.html' title='Oktoberfest - A Bit Late'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SRO7lHCFy2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/ziR6iG5iIC0/s72-c/1025081036a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-1270939260069962217</id><published>2008-10-19T01:05:00.030-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T13:31:19.371-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chattanooga Market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oktoberfest'/><title type='text'>Chattanooga Market Visitors</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, October 12th, some people I used to work with came by the Chattanooga Market. While I don't miss the Corporate world one iota, I do miss my comrades from the trenches. More times than not, it was the clever remarks, jokes, and general frustration-sharing that made it all bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul and Dan work in R&amp;amp;D/Product Development. Dan is based in Chattanooga, but Paul works in the tech center in Chicago. I hadn't seen him in quite a while. (Paul on the left, Dan on the right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258914480126144098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SPtq21QTrmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/m4ekry5UDOE/s400/1012081603a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libby, who works in accounting, had a new camera and was capturing the moments!  "A leetle snap-happy with the new camera, no?"  She was still learning about what it would do, but still took some great pictures of everyone. There was a little hiccup in downloading them, but that was cleared up in no time.  The more she uses it the easier it will get. I know that from experience! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258914876849040306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SPtrN7Kaq7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/HKUHFMjNbvI/s400/1012081604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were pics we didn't even know she had taken of us toiling away (yeah, right!). She was sneaky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258915368619268242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SPtrqjJk2JI/AAAAAAAAAFA/O23OecK5iEc/s400/IMG_0021+(Large).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, she wasn't as thrilled to have the camera turned on her!! She tried to scoot away, but I caught her - with my cell phone camera! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258916102279627282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SPtsVQP1ghI/AAAAAAAAAFI/UK2DlCi5ODc/s400/1012081603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dane and his lady friend Meg were there, too. Dane is a pretty regular visitor to the Market. Currently, he works in payroll, but has worked in production, quality and environmental. At one point he was the president of the LEPC for Hamilton County (way to go, Dane!). He always stops by every time he's there. Aren't they a good looking couple? I've got my fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SPtf7fjT6uI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YcuAjTXZTcs/s1600-h/IMG_0014+(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258917111697692770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SPttQAn22GI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/erwyOyRZpD8/s400/IMG_0014+(Large).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bree and her friend Mary came by as well, but managed to dodge the snap-happy Libby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really great to see everyone. When you work together for so long, and survived some of the rough times, it's like family. I hope they are able to come back for Oktoberfest on October 25th and 26th and bring others with them! I always like seeing my peeps!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-1270939260069962217?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/1270939260069962217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=1270939260069962217&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/1270939260069962217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/1270939260069962217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2008/10/market-visitors.html' title='Chattanooga Market Visitors'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SPtq21QTrmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/m4ekry5UDOE/s72-c/1012081603a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-3934739856050529490</id><published>2008-10-15T23:41:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T11:54:27.668-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuttings and More Cuttings!</title><content type='html'>When most people are watching the last bits of their once lush gardens succumb to the autumn changes, we are already full steam into the next growing season. The work is hard and often tedious, but I wouldn't have it any other way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past 10 or so days, I have done approx. 3200 cuttings of a variety of plants (but who's counting?). About a third or so of those were done with help from my friend Cindy. We spent 2 full evenings working with these tiny pieces of plant material, dusting their sometimes thread-like stems with rooting powder and sticking them into potting soil in plug trays. Some of the little sprigs looked pretty sad, but we gave them a fighting chance. Of course, after a few hundred you need some kind of relief, so margaritas were in order. It didn't have any negative effect on the planting quality, but it did increase the giggle factor exponentially!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the fruits of my/our labor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258724192963392274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SPq9yqVV8xI/AAAAAAAAAD4/LdfTl5TFqtM/s400/20081018_1073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258725474645473170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SPq-9Q-Kd5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/9k461EAMRco/s400/20081018_1074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Needless to say, I'm almost cross-eyed and am going through the motions of sticking these little sprigs in my sleep! But hey, I can't complain - it's improving the profit margin!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-3934739856050529490?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/3934739856050529490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=3934739856050529490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/3934739856050529490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/3934739856050529490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2008/10/cuttings-and-more-cuttings.html' title='Cuttings and More Cuttings!'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SPq9yqVV8xI/AAAAAAAAAD4/LdfTl5TFqtM/s72-c/20081018_1073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-8105195994874786632</id><published>2008-10-01T23:15:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:41:37.968-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chattanooga Market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oktoberfest'/><title type='text'>Oktoberfest at the Chattanooga Market</title><content type='html'>Get out your calendars and mark October 25th and 26th. This year, the Oktoberfest celebration at the Chattanooga Market will be a 2-day event. Hopefully, I'm not infringing on any kind of copyright by posting this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SPaxenD30hI/AAAAAAAAADk/uz5c0IUW4qk/s1600-h/oktoberfest-brochure.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257584754441048594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 404px" height="457" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SPaxenD30hI/AAAAAAAAADk/uz5c0IUW4qk/s400/oktoberfest-brochure.gif" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know this image is a bit small, but it was the best I could do.&lt;br /&gt;For more information that is easier to read, go to &lt;a href="http://www.chattanoogaoktoberfest.com/"&gt;http://www.chattanoogaoktoberfest.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rest assured there will be beer (including German varieties) and brats as well as festive music. The market will be open Saturday from 10 a.m. until 10 p.m. Some of the vendors will be leaving at 6 p.m., but that shouldn't put a damper on the festivities! Sunday will be the usual 12 noon until 5 p.m.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We will be bringing a variety of our fall products as well as a few new things. One of the new items will be a booklet of herb recipes that we have accumulated over the years. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SPa11rdIakI/AAAAAAAAADs/zU9vrKCdntE/s1600-h/Taste+of+Herbs+1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257589548804237890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SPa11rdIakI/AAAAAAAAADs/zU9vrKCdntE/s200/Taste+of+Herbs+1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Christmas just 2 very short months away (can you believe it???) it is never too soon to start thinking about those unique gifts and stocking-stuffers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So come on, Chattanooga and surrounding areas!! Come out and have some fun at the Chattanooga Market Oktoberfest and support your local vendors! We hope to see you there!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-8105195994874786632?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/8105195994874786632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=8105195994874786632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/8105195994874786632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/8105195994874786632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2008/10/oktoberfest-at-chattanooga-market.html' title='Oktoberfest at the Chattanooga Market'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SPaxenD30hI/AAAAAAAAADk/uz5c0IUW4qk/s72-c/oktoberfest-brochure.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-6853909180767715973</id><published>2008-10-01T22:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:54:33.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall in the Garden</title><content type='html'>The beans and squash are long gone and the tomatoes are slowing down.  If I can get enough ripe tomatoes to can a little bit of juice, then the remaining green ones will go into green tomato relish.  The okra is still bearing, but some of the plants have gotten so tall, I can't pick it! That job will now have to go to dh, Mark. Since he's 6' 5", he's the only one who can reach them without a ladder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SOQ1avmbDiI/AAAAAAAAADU/lRH6j1VyESk/s1600-h/20080930_1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252381798991334946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SOQ1avmbDiI/AAAAAAAAADU/lRH6j1VyESk/s200/20080930_1071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I planted swiss chard, red leaf lettuce, turnip greens, collards, mustard and kale. They are coming along nicely and will love the cooler weather over the next several days. Who am I kidding? We're ALL loving the cooler weather.  The turnip greens have reached a nice size, so I harvested some for supper.  There were a few of the other greens that looked pickable, so I threw them in, too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spinach and beets had to be replanted, as the first go-around didn't fair so well. I'm not sure if it was the heat at the time, or maybe I didn't water enough.  I've also added about 30 or so broccoli plants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've already decided that I will expand the size of the garden for next season and try a few new things along with the normal fare.  It will take multiple tillings over the winter to make it work, but I think it can be done.  With the batch of compost that is brewing in the tumbler and maybe a cover crop of red clover, the soil should be workable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my garden!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-6853909180767715973?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/6853909180767715973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=6853909180767715973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/6853909180767715973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/6853909180767715973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-in-garden.html' title='Fall in the Garden'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SOQ1avmbDiI/AAAAAAAAADU/lRH6j1VyESk/s72-c/20080930_1071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-4261792909956450389</id><published>2008-09-05T00:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T11:37:05.099-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hint of Fall</title><content type='html'>It may still be hot outside, but there are definitely signs of fall. Something about the quality or smell of the air, the breeze that doesn't feel like a dragon's breath, or maybe it's that the humidity has dropped a bit from 190%!&lt;br /&gt;Fall is my favorite time of year.  I'm hoping we have a decent fall season, but the dry weather may cause the leaves to fall more quickly.  At any rate, the respite from the heat will be welcome.  Plus, fall means vacation and we already have reservations for a few days at Callaway Gardens.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;greenhousing&lt;/span&gt;', fall is the busiest time of year.  Within days we will be sowing perennial seeds and sticking cuttings.  Mark still has tables to finish and I still have pots and trays to clean.  There will have to be a dirt run soon, because all I have left is what is in the potting tub.  Each year brings &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;learnings&lt;/span&gt;, and I am going to try to do a few things differently this season.  Maybe they will improve my productivity.  However, I'm thinking the best thing for my productivity would be for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; service to go on the blink!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-4261792909956450389?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/4261792909956450389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=4261792909956450389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/4261792909956450389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/4261792909956450389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2008/09/hint-of-fall.html' title='A Hint of Fall'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-6887081894025970876</id><published>2008-08-30T11:37:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T10:38:57.919-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodies From The Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Even though the garden had a late start, we are reaping the rewards. I absolutely love picking the garden goodies. Here is part of a recent haul:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241056619658249634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SLv5Oi5whaI/AAAAAAAAADE/ffn7jFtyVPg/s200/20080810_1057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have frozen 12-15 quarts of Enterprise hybrid squash, a few quarts of Taxi yellow tomatoes and a quart or 2 of Starship patty pan squash. I am in the process of canning the combo of Blue Lake and Kentucky Blue green beans. The Soleil wax beans are still growing and maturing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Celebrity tomato bushes are loaded, as are the Health Kicks and Big Beef.  As soon as the Celebs mature, the canning of tomatoes, sauce and juice will begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In spite of the ever-present weed population, it is a satisfying feeling to walk into the garden.  It was so hot when the seedlings were planted, I wasn't sure we would get much of anything in the way of a harvest.  Now that the veggies are coming in, I'm hoping that the 'season' doesn't run out on us before everything is done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-6887081894025970876?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/6887081894025970876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=6887081894025970876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/6887081894025970876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/6887081894025970876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2008/08/goodies-from-garden.html' title='Goodies From The Garden'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SLv5Oi5whaI/AAAAAAAAADE/ffn7jFtyVPg/s72-c/20080810_1057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-4164602622402995611</id><published>2008-08-21T20:14:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T22:35:41.346-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chattanooga Market'/><title type='text'>Returning to the Chattanooga Market</title><content type='html'>We we will be back to the Chattanooga Market tomorrow (8/31/08). I've been working on some new bath brew combinations to fill out the existing selections. Here are a few of the existing selections:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;left to right - Bad Day Bath Brew, Breathe Bath Brew, Lemon &amp;amp; Green Tea Bath Brew&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SLllljjsZoI/AAAAAAAAACY/6-WAqHdpuwY/s1600-h/Bad+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240331337296799362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SLllljjsZoI/AAAAAAAAACY/6-WAqHdpuwY/s200/Bad+Day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SLll4tZ9yQI/AAAAAAAAACg/acY_WuqHA3w/s1600-h/Breathe2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240331666357864706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SLll4tZ9yQI/AAAAAAAAACg/acY_WuqHA3w/s200/Breathe2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SLlmTfH29DI/AAAAAAAAACo/qZRPZhqRFK4/s1600-h/Healing+Lemon+%26+Green+Tea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240332126380291122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SLlmTfH29DI/AAAAAAAAACo/qZRPZhqRFK4/s200/Healing+Lemon+%26+Green+Tea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see the rest of the line up and the new blends, come to the Chattanooga Market (&lt;a href="http://www.chattanoogamarket.com/"&gt;http://www.chattanoogamarket.com/&lt;/a&gt;) from 12 to 5 on Sundays!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-4164602622402995611?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/4164602622402995611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=4164602622402995611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/4164602622402995611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/4164602622402995611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2008/08/returning-to-chattanooga-market.html' title='Returning to the Chattanooga Market'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SLllljjsZoI/AAAAAAAAACY/6-WAqHdpuwY/s72-c/Bad+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-7574275678459852487</id><published>2008-08-11T23:56:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T01:08:54.818-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Growing On</title><content type='html'>Even with a late start, the garden is filling out and providing a bountiful harvest. The recent rainy stretch followed by intense heat also produced a bumper crop of weeds. I've managed to whip the weeds back to a manageable level and the garden looks like a garden again - instead of a jungle. The Kentucky Blue beans have climbed their strings and are waving over the tops of the towers like some kind of botanical Medusa&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SKETIIa9VZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Drn0cA2kCIc/s1600-h/20080810_1058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233485272401663378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="190" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SKETIIa9VZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Drn0cA2kCIc/s320/20080810_1058.JPG" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The Soleil wax beans weren't climbing their strings. I guess the term 'upright' in the seed description doesn't necessarily mean pole bean. It makes for a unique sight: bush beans in a circle at the bottom of a bean tower of empty strings. Does that make them marionette beans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SKEQBTiTKCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qJGbZpOvZLk/s1600-h/20080810_1059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233481856591276066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="185" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SKEQBTiTKCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qJGbZpOvZLk/s320/20080810_1059.JPG" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding to the fun is the spaghetti squash. So far, it has managed to run two rows in each direction, into the field, and has taken over 2 tomato cages. Looks like there will be plenty of spaghetti squash for anyone who wants it! Luckily, I planted a variety called Small Wonder, so each one only gets the size of a cantaloupe. Harvesting it will be like an Easter egg hunt - that will be the fun part - where will the next one be found???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SKEVgVHe_FI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Bxm3h-2xpkI/s1600-h/20080810_1067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233487887149759570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SKEVgVHe_FI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Bxm3h-2xpkI/s320/20080810_1067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SKEWdkM-gyI/AAAAAAAAABE/klC0-DLBzA8/s1600-h/20080810_1065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233488939171349282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SKEWdkM-gyI/AAAAAAAAABE/klC0-DLBzA8/s320/20080810_1065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-7574275678459852487?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/7574275678459852487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=7574275678459852487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/7574275678459852487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/7574275678459852487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-growing-on.html' title='What&apos;s Growing On'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SKETIIa9VZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Drn0cA2kCIc/s72-c/20080810_1058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-7387232879308918687</id><published>2008-08-11T18:02:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:12:35.881-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell Me The Truth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is my garden mooning me??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233474237386824514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SKEJFzyZm0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/JTTCGS7CSlo/s320/Moonie+Tomato+Cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-7387232879308918687?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/7387232879308918687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=7387232879308918687&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/7387232879308918687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/7387232879308918687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2008/08/tell-me-truth.html' title='Tell Me The Truth...'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SKEJFzyZm0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/JTTCGS7CSlo/s72-c/Moonie+Tomato+Cropped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-3575656303749811445</id><published>2008-08-01T16:14:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:41:22.192-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chattanooga Market'/><title type='text'>Lovin' The Good Life</title><content type='html'>My friend Cindy swears she is going to turn my name into the program The Good Life. If you haven't seen it on the Fine Living channel, it features people who have chucked their work-a-day life to pursue their dream(s). It appears to me that most of these folks have a fair amount of disposable income. I used to have a fair amount of disposable income when I was working the 60 hour Corporate week as a Quality Systems manager. Of course, I had all the associated stress, increasing disgust and general unhappiness that went along with it. I really wanted to make the leap of faith into something I loved, but it took a while to muster the courage. I reached the end of my proverbial rope on 12/21/07 and with my husband's blessings, my last Corporate work day was 1/8/08. I left on my own terms and I haven't looked back. I've had offers to go back as a consultant, which I have politely declined. I figure if they didn't listen to my wisdom for 32 years, why would they start now? As I told someone not long ago, I'd eat dirt and chase it with rainwater before I would go back to that kind of life. We've never been extravagant in our lifestyle and have planned for retirement. Life is way to short, people. Start doing something you love, even if it's just a hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that has amazed me is how very busy I've been living the Good Life. How on earth did I have time to 'work'? Of course I am now embroiled in the greenhouse business daily &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SJNyEqeHsyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xzIUhHyiHBM/s1600-h/P1020563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229649016752943906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" height="209" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SJNyEqeHsyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xzIUhHyiHBM/s320/P1020563.jpg" width="152" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and Possum Creek Herb Farm is in its 3rd season at the Chattanooga Market. This has been a very good year for us at the Market, as we have topped 2007 sales every Sunday thus far. Now for a plug: In case you've never visited the &lt;strong&gt;Chattanooga Market&lt;/strong&gt;, it is open every Sunday from the end of April until the first week in December at the First Tennessee Pavillion. You can go to &lt;a href="http://www.chattanoogamarket.com/"&gt;http://www.chattanoogamarket.com/&lt;/a&gt; for more info and directions should you be visiting or passing through our fair city. Mid-summer is a great time at the Market. Fresh produce from local farmers abounds. Much of the produce is grown organically. There are also a variety of crafts, baked goods, bath and body products and food vendors. On stage you will find established and up and coming music artists throughout the day. Whether you just breeze through or come to spend the day, the Chattanooga Market is a great place to visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-3575656303749811445?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/3575656303749811445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=3575656303749811445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/3575656303749811445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/3575656303749811445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2008/08/lovin-good-life.html' title='Lovin&apos; The Good Life'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/SJNyEqeHsyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xzIUhHyiHBM/s72-c/P1020563.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-5368458114596918047</id><published>2008-01-20T10:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T16:13:51.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time, No Post</title><content type='html'>Until 1/8/08, the Corporate 'hellhole' and trying to start and keep half of a greenhouse business alive left little time for anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the greenhouse construction was complete, only the largest one was functional and being used. Wiring had not been completed on the smaller one and we still needed to purchase a heater. Over the summer of 2006, the smaller house grew an luscious crop of weeds, most of which was some kind of demon bermuda. The stuff actually grows up through and out the top of the polycarb corrugate on the ends of the greenhouses. I expect any day to hear the words "Feeeed me" eminating from its wiry runners and blades! It took some doing (translated 'major work') to get the weeds under control. My husband ended up putting 2 layers of ground cover down and we added even more gravel. Hopefully, the demon grass is now controllable. The next step will be to keep a decent swath killed back around the perimeter of both houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the 2nd house now operational it was time to revamp the first house (pull/kill weeds, patch gravel, etc.) You can be assured there is ALWAYS something to do in a greenhouse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-5368458114596918047?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/5368458114596918047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=5368458114596918047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/5368458114596918047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/5368458114596918047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2008/01/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long Time, No Post'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-115223981987573401</id><published>2006-07-06T22:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T16:53:38.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Greenhouse Part 2 of 3 - A Bit Late</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Between the 'day' job and greenhouse/herb activities, a year has passed since I started the Birth of a Greenhouse play by play. Hopefully I can catch up and start sharing the other exciting things that have happene&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/R5NmaNA6BZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/X-jGJaWLJyw/s1600-h/100-0023_IMG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157578598625445266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/R5NmaNA6BZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/X-jGJaWLJyw/s320/100-0023_IMG.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d as a result of having the biggest greenhouse operational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the original story line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a 24’ x 60’ greenhouse, a 20’ x 48’ greenhouse being used as a cold frame and a 13’ x 20’ frame with shade cloth only. The two larger houses were full of tables and had automatic sprinkler systems. The largest house had a gas heater. Also included were trays galore and boxes of brand new pots. We agreed there was only one thing left to do: WRITE THE CHECK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, how on earth were we going to get these structures apart and move them 35+ miles to their new home? We agreed the best way to protect the investment and our marriage was to have someone who knew what they were doing dismantle and move the greenhouses. A big truck was a plus, too. I was having nightmares about going down the highway with big greenhouse parts hanging off a too-small truck, ending up in ditches or whacking other drivers! The call was made, cost was absorbed and the date was set for the move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I told you it all went that smoothly, I’d be lying. Without incriminating detail, let me offer these warnings:&lt;br /&gt;1. Even though you may get a bill of sale in writing, be very careful of any casual conversation you have with the person from whom you are purchasing. They will sometimes carve into stone the general statements you make. Put every little detail down, no matter how trivial it may seem at the time.&lt;br /&gt;2. Even if you think you are quite handy with tools, don’t attempt to dismantle and rebuild a greenhouse without plenty of research.&lt;br /&gt;3. Plan for a place to store the parts and equipment if the rebuild is not going to be immediate.&lt;br /&gt;4. There WILL be extra costs involved. However, if you get a good deal, you may still be paying less than you would for one brand new, decked-out greenhouse. Do your homework first.&lt;br /&gt;5. If you don’t have a friend in the business (I was lucky – thanks, Michele!), I would highly recommend going to a local garden center and ask questions. There are also some very good resources on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;6. The weather will NEVER fully cooperate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greenhouse parts sat through the winter and we used that time to ponder our options. Since we both have full time “day jobs”, it became clear that we could not piece these bad boys together after work and hope to have at least one of them fully operational by fall. The best spot we had for them was not table-top level. After more serious discussion, we decided that if we were going to do this, we were going to do it right. We called the same greenhouse firm that moved them and hired them to put the two largest ones up, structure and plastic only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that thing I said about the weather? Well, it was the last week in April, 2005 before they could start. Prior to day one, we had to scalp the area and lay down ground cover. Their first day, they installed the wall posts and informed us that we had the following day to have gravel delivered and spread; almost 50 tons of gravel. The third day, they would be back to continue with the rest of the construction. We learned another valuable lesson: although it may be a great labor saving idea to have the dump truck drive through and spread the gravel, you can bet it will make holes in the groundcover that weeds will find. In spite of the work, setbacks, and unexpected expenses, it was still an exciting time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-115223981987573401?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/115223981987573401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=115223981987573401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/115223981987573401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/115223981987573401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2006/07/between-day-job-and-greenhouseherb.html' title='Greenhouse Part 2 of 3 - A Bit Late'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CIBtOeIquWI/R5NmaNA6BZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/X-jGJaWLJyw/s72-c/100-0023_IMG.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-111793492812199794</id><published>2005-06-04T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T21:28:48.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/6199/1024/Baby%20Greenhouse%20cropped.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/6199/400/Baby%20Greenhouse%20cropped.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Greenhouse&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-111793492812199794?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/111793492812199794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=111793492812199794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/111793492812199794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/111793492812199794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2005/06/baby-greenhouse.html' title=''/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12542711.post-111793412039210789</id><published>2005-06-04T20:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T21:15:20.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthing the Greenhouses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Part One of Three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the dream began approximately four years ago when I went to a basil festival at Possum Creek Herb Farm just north of where I live.  In fact, it began when I was born.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot remember a time when my Dad didn’t have a huge garden and my Mom and Grandmother didn’t have all varieties of flowers and shrubs.  I grew up surrounded by Oregon grapes, red barberries, pussy willows, scaly bark euonymus, bachelor buttons, “butter and eggs”, iris, tulips, daffodils, and on and on.  There would be swaths of zinnias and marigolds four feet wide and 10-plus feet long throughout our yard.  Dad would have yellow corn, white corn, tomatoes and more tomatoes, beans, peas, watermelon, cantaloupe, strawberries, cabbage, and “greens”.  Family dinners in the summertime would be a smorgasbord of fresh vegetables.  Even so, helping in the garden, flower or vegetable, was the last thing I was interested in doing.  Whether I knew it or not at the time, dirt-digging and growing was in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, fast-forward to the basil festival.  I was intrigued by the small aromatic plants.  From that point on, I spent many a Sunday attending various classes on making potpourri, living wreaths, dried wreaths, cooking with herbs, herbal teas, well…you get the picture.  I got to know the herb farmer, Michele Brown, and pretty much became a regular to the farm.  Being a born shopper, I also began building and filling my own herb gardens, as well as filling my bookcase with various books on the subject.  The jaunts to the herb farm and creating my gardens became my respite from the stressful corporate world.  Soon, I had 7 raised beds full of various culinary and fragrant herbs.  In addition to the herb garden, I was growing vegetables in a 30 x 60 garden plot.  Buying vegetable plants that originated who-knows-where and then losing a good number of them for reasons unknown was becoming more and more frustrating.  If only I could start my own seeds, for as many of the plants as possible, my yield would surely be better and healthier.  I was convinced that plants preferred to live where they were “born”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband grew tired of hearing this over and over again.  He also saw and liked the therapeutic effect my gardening hobby was having on me.  As a result, 2 ½ years ago he surprised me with an 8 x 12 polycarbonate greenhouse.  It was delivered and set up on the same property where my parents had exposed me to flowers, shrubs, trees, fruit and vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;"Baby Greenhouse"&lt;br /&gt;As soon as the season would allow, I promptly began planting a variety of vegetable seeds.  Just as I had expected, the plants had a much better survival and yield rate.  The next year, I dropped and added varieties of vegetables and introduced edible flowers to the mix.  I became so zealous in my seed planting that I was pushing the limit of the greenhouse capacity.  At one point, the shelves were full and I had used all available benches and buckets as additional “shelf space”.  Two and a half years into the life of “Baby Greenhouse”, it became obvious that it would not provide enough capacity long-term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day in June of 2004, my husband walked into my office at work and tossed a folded piece of newspaper on my desk.  It was the farm/garden section of the classified ads.  Circled was an ad for 3 greenhouses, including all equipment and supplies.  He was convinced we should check it out.  Who was I to argue?&lt;br /&gt;Was the offering too good to be true?  Were the greenhouses just hunks of junk?  Was the price and value in line?&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for Part Two to find out!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12542711-111793412039210789?l=downtoearthtn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/feeds/111793412039210789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12542711&amp;postID=111793412039210789&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/111793412039210789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12542711/posts/default/111793412039210789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downtoearthtn.blogspot.com/2005/06/birthing-greenhouses.html' title='Birthing the Greenhouses'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07548268968040288850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
