Dementia for 2

I love summer in the deep south. You don't know heat until you have lived here. Humidity so thick it looks like gas fumes across the streets. Mosquitoes as big as birds and the smells! The smell of rain in the air that never comes or the smell of jasmine in the morning. I just love it!

The casino I work at is in the middle of what used to be a cotton field. My drive to work is 32 miles one way. In the summer when the cotton is ready to be picked, it looks like fields of snow. What a glorious site. I can't forget the gardens. Rows and rows of peas, tomatoes, corn, squash, okra, peppers, you name we can grow it.

You would think with all this great fresh food that Farmer's Markets would be in abundance here. Not so, much to my chagrin. It is really hard to find a Farmer's Market or an Organic Grocer for that matter.

I did find a website that lists all the "pick your own" type of farms in the country and there are a few in my area. I can't wait until things start coming into season so I can try my hand at canning and preserving. This will be my first year to try anything like this and I am very excited.

I hope that I am not biting off more than I can chew, but I am thinking I can get the kids to help and hopefully between the 3 of us we can put some good stuff in the freezer this year to cut our food costs this winter.