One of our prettiest natives: Lantana horrida. "Horrid"because of its strong scent, the toxicity of its blue-black berries, the thorny prickles on its stems, and the rash it can produce on your bare arms.
But no matter. The blossoms are so beautiful, the bees love them so, and the plants are so bravely defiant of drought that I grow it anyway. The domesticated, "improved" varieties sold in nurseries are calmer and less authoritative than the natives, and that's what most people grow. But I have mostly the wild ones, descended from a wild mama plant I dug up in the pasture a decade ago, to keep the sheep safe. I love these plants and respect and admire them for their toughness and tenacity. They survived the drought better than anything else here at Meadow Knoll.
Somebody wrote to ask about pecans. None this year, I'm sorry to say. The trees produce in an on-off cycle, every other year. In 2007, we had a huge crop, over 200 pounds. If 2009 had been a "normal" rainfall year, we would be harvesting nuts right now. It wasn't, and we're not. We're hoping that 2011 will bring enough rain to produce a crop. In the meantime, we're still eating pecans from the 2007 harvest, saved in the freezer. We had a pecan pie a few days ago--delicious. (Scroll down to the bottom for the recipe, if it doesn't pop up for you.) While I ate it, I thought about the trees and the work Bill put into watering and caring for them and the big job of harvesting the nuts. All well worth it.
Early last week, I finished up the copyedited MS of An Extraordinary Year and delivered it to Lynne, the managing editor at UTexPress. The rest of the week: living like an ordinary person, cleaning house, doing laundry, picking the last of the beans and peas and digging the potatoes in the garden, running a few errands, baking a pie. Felt good to get away from the writing work for a while.
But not for long. Next project on the desk: Mourning Gloria, the title of the 19th China Bayles book, which I need to start in the next few weeks. This title has been on my possible-titles list since about 1996 or so, but it went to the bottom of the list when Joyce Christmas used it in 1999. Joyce's book is out of print now, and after getting my editor's approval, I've decided it's my turn to use the title. (Book titles can't be copyrighted, in case you're wondering about that.) I'm at the point now of thinking about characters and plot, just letting a lot of stuff mix and mingle, wondering what it would happen if China and Ruby opened a farmers' market on their block, if Sheila and Blackie got married, if the shops got broken into--well, anyway. There's room for you in the book, but you'll need to enter our Cameo Characters raffle. Do it now, okay? before you forget. Proceeds go to the Story Circle Network.
Winter break. I'm taking a few weeks off and heading for New Mexico with the dogs--hoping to get away on Wednesday or Thursday. Bill and the cat will join me there for a couple of weeks, then he'll be back here. We don't like to leave the livestock alone very long without adult supervision. :) I'll be back after the new year, with Mourning Gloria already begun, I hope. It's due at the end of March. Maybe the next blog post will feature a photo of the mountains!
Reading note. Be careless, reckless! Be a lion! Be a pirate! when you write.--Brenda Ueland