This evening I watched PBS mysteries as I prepared 3 quarts of okra to pickle (packed into 6 pint jars). I needed a bit more for the sixth jar so went out to the garden and harvested some that were small but would have been picked by morning. That's the wonderful thing about having the garden—so much is available without a trip to the store. I'm not a huge fan of the stuff myself, though that's probably because this is the first year I've made a lot of it. In the past I tried it and it hadn't pickled for long enough, and then I ended up giving away most of the jars. It improves with age in the jar. I have more than a case and a half now; freezing it means most of it goes to waste because there isn't much I use it for except frying it. I give most of the freezer portion to my daughter. I love fried okra and a friend recently sent me a recipe for roasted that I need to try.

My WiFi access died today and this evening I figured out the problem was the router, and I haven't been able to revive it or restart it. The wired connections work, but there are probably 3 wifi devices for every wired one in the house. Amazon will deliver a new one tomorrow, saving me a drive to the electronics store I use for this kind of thing. Much of my shopping has been in the next town east because it's where I worked for 20+ years, and the electronics store is one of the best in the county, but it is a bit of a drive.