Friday morning I got up all primed to spend the day sewing. Vince was out of town. Chad was working. About 7:30 I had finished my morning chores. The oil change guy was going to be here at 8 to get my car so I figured . . no need to go downstairs and start sewing so I went out to visit with the chickens and get the early eggs. That’s when I made the mistake of looking over at the basil. It’s out of control! In my previous gardens, I’ve always planted 6 or 8 basil plants and never have they produced enough for me to have a lot in the freezer. This year . . it just won’t stop. I picked part of one plant and filled a laundry basket. This is about half of what I picked.
Washed it, plucked the leaves off -
It’s pretty . . kinda reminds me of the color of my new weed eater!
I made more pesto. I chopped some, added a little olive oil and lemon juice and froze in ice cube trays.
Dumped it and put the cubes in a zipper freezer bag. The plain basil for soups and stews or spaghetti sauce will be loose in the zipper bag.
All the pesto is wrapped in individual little mounds in plastic wrap and then put into a zipper bag so I can keep it all straight. I’m thankful that we have enough pesto to make it through the year, enough plain chopped basil to make it through the year and a garden still full of basil! Not sure what made this year’s crop grow so well but I sure like it.





























