Got the printer working. User error. RTFM. Though it would help if they put all the instructions in each language together.

Anyway - 571 words today. I had more to type in but a Romeo & Juliet assignment led to hysterics and I had to try to be a psychotherapist.  Back on it tomorrow.

We're having critter troubles too--ants have eaten all of our cowpeas. They left the black beans alone though, so there's that.

Wow, that's so cool. I've heard that they taste like a banana custard. I know someone who grew them in Connecticut. They aren't shelf stable enough to grow commercially and sell.

They are sold here in the supermarkets. You can pick them when they are only slightly ripe and still quite firm and they will ripen in a few days in the kitchen - even quicker if you put them next to bananas that give off a gas that ripens fruit. 

I tried starting two pawpaw trees here, but it didn't work. We don't have monkeys to worry about just not enough sun in my yard for pawpaws. I've never tried one.  Is it really yummy? Wow, monkeys. I guess I shouldn't complain about the deer, groundhogs and rabbits. But I'm going to complain about the deer anyway, I've seen a deer chewing on my roses once.

According to Google A pawpaw's flavor is sunny, electric, and downright tropical: a riot of mango-banana-citrus that's incongruous with its temperate, deciduous forest origins. They also have a subtle kick of a yeasty, floral aftertaste a bit like unfiltered wheat beer.
I just eat it with a dash of lemon sprinkled over it, mixed with oranges, or in a smoothie.
My paw paws have come up on their own. I have one growing in the compost heap and one outside my bedroom window. Also have two smaller ones. When they get too high you cut them down and put a tin on the cut trunk to stop rain getting in and the tree will sprout another branch and continue to fruit.

That's a shame.

It's why I get to feeling bitter when the deer eat the only flower a bulb will produce in a season. If they come along and chomp on the phlox, the plant will regrow its flowers.