Tomatoes, bunnies, and pies--oh my!

I guess I jinxed myself. DH came in from walking the dog and told me he'd found a tomato on the sidewalk. I honestly didn't get mad about it until I saw that poor tomato, splattered and drying in the sun. I figure about half a dozen were stolen, all totaled. The only thing that kept me from a brain hemorrhage was the idea that at least they ate most of what they stole.

After I fantasized about the revenge I would extract if I could get my hands on the thieves--think duct tape and my neighbor's pit bull--I printed the sign and taped it on one of the pots. I'm surprised at how fast I got over the whole thing. In the past I would have been grinding on this for hours, but I'm trying to reduce the stress in my life, so I let it go and moved on. Knitting this helped:

It's a thank-you gift for a friend, and I wish I had one of my own to cuddle with and squish in my hands. Makes me want to suck my thumb just looking at it.

I made a few changes from the original pattern--I added bunny ears, and since I avoid seaming whenever possible, I did a knitted cast on to add more stitches for the head then worked in the round. After I kitchenered the head closed, I picked up stitches for the ears, right through the stitches at the top of the head. I think the crooked eyes and mouth add to the charm, and I hope it gets lots of drool and love.

I can't keep the bunny, but I can eat some pie. Here's a shot of Paula Deen's frozen peach pie filling, just before I popped the top on and put it in the oven.

I don't add a half stick of butter to the filling as the recipe calls for--two tablespoons is plenty to help thicken the filling. DD's school has a fund raiser when Colorado peaches are at their peak and I always buy a case. I put half a dozen of these babies in the freezer and they are still yummy many months later. We'll have it for a Father's Day dinner, along with a Harrington ham--but no tomatoes.