Yes. Hank’s name was inspired by the Breaking Bad character.
Hank is 18 weeks old and weighs 48 lbs. He posed for this picture.
Notes from the Garden
Learn from this year’s mistakes and do this:
Plant less corn (60 seeds plenty)
Plant more potatoes
No more eggplant
Use black plastic along sides of garden and plant the squash (terrible crop this year)
Forget the three sister’s idea.
Plant the beans in the traditional manner, in rows, in the middle of the garden
Plant more onion (25 plants would be great)
Plant flowers in one bed only
Tomatoes were abundant and gorgeous
Plant more carrots, beets and radishes
I read this book on the airplane to Boston The Kitchen Counter Cooking School. Tried the no knead Artisan Bread and Potato Leek Soup. Delicious and easy. Learned more from that book than any other cookbook in my vast collection.
Artisan Bread (four one pound loaves)
3 cups lukewarm water
1.5 tablespoon yeast (one package)
1 tablespoon kosher salt
6.5 cups unsifted unbleached all purpose white flour
Combine water, yeast and salt in 5 quart bowl. Stir to mix. Add all flour at once with wooden spoon until dough is wet and sticky and no dry patches left. Cover with plastic wrap and let rise for 2 hours at room temperature. If you are not using immediately, you can put in fridge for up to 2 weeks.
To make a loaf, lightly sprinkle flour onto dough’s surface. Scoop a handful about size of grapefruit and tear away from the rest. Gently form the dough into a round blob. Dust the whole thing with flour or cornmeal. Let it rise for half an hour or 90 minutes.
About 20 minutes before baking, preheat oven to 450 degrees. Place a broiler tray on the bottom rack of oven. Put a cookie sheet, pizza pan or baking stone on middle rack.
Slash top of bread with cross or lines. I used cookie cutter for nice design. Slide bread onto pre-heated cookie sheet. Carefully pour one cup of water into broiler pan. Close the oven door to trap the steam. Bake for 30 minutes, until the crust is brown and the loaf feels light and hollow. Cool to room temperature.
I have made two loaves so far. Keep the remaining dough in the fridge. Use as desired. So good.
Hank sitting and expecting a treat
Hank was given the command to sit. He is waiting patiently for a treat. By patiently, I mean 10 seconds. He breaks down after that amount of time. I have to ask him to sit again, and we start all over waiting. I actually wanted him to pose for this picture. He doesn’t pose. He waits for treats or attention.
This is Hank walking down the driveway at dusk. It’s about twenty minutes before he hunted and killed his first chipmunk. He disappeared into the woods for a longer time than usual. I became frantic with worry. And then he appeared with his kill. I waited for at least half an hour until he was ready to follow me back up the driveway. A shocking reminder that he is part wolf.
Several friends have offered to “dog-sit” for Hank. His has an adorable look about him and gives as much affection as anyone can handle. These offers surprise me. Taking care of him is a lot of work and responsibility. There’s something about Hank …
Craig working in the apple orchard. He just picked an apple and is about to take a bite. It’s not the forbidden fruit. It is the fruit of living the good life.
Zinnias rule the garden!
Whenever I go to work, one of my clients consistently asks “Did you bring Hank?” I disappoint her every time. I worry about him making a mistake with his house training. I really worry that he will bite someone while playing. I worry that it will be hard to focus on my job and look after him. Today, the client asked again and has lost patience with me. She said “I am going to find out where you live and walk to your place and find Hank. He won’t bite me.” There is something about Hank…
The Pond Monster
Last week, Hank was out for a walk with Craig by the pond. They discovered this new creature. Hank ran around the pond, through the backyard, onto the porch and flew onto the couch. I was sitting there reading quietly. I don’t think his feet touched the floor of the porch between the steps and the couch. Actually, this is a a fake alligator to scare away the Herons who fish out the trout in our pond. It fooled Hank …
Hank on his couch
Hydrangeas with dead tree
The corral garden is actually Craig’s canvas. It’s all his design. I add a few things here and there such as the blue birdhouse and birdbath. On the other side of the garden is a lovely glass ball I bought at Mount Vernon while visiting family. Oh yes, did contribute a Hosta plant called “Ginko Craig”.
Below is the patio garden which we started several years ago. The Russian Sage makes me so happy. The Hollyhocks are really beautiful this year. There’s also a spray of Baby’s Breath that I plan to contribute to Hillary’s wedding next weekend.