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Showing posts with label vegetables. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vegetables. Show all posts

Saturday, April 14, 2012

Preparing the Garden

We had our usual Saturday Pancake breakfast with Nana, then I was able to get in a 4.5 mile run in without any kids. Both kids wore their newest overalls from Grandma Betty.









Lulu and dad worked on getting the mower running so that I could start preparing the garden. They took a few breaks for a little bit of water.





Here is the garden as of yesterday afternoon. I pulled up all the black paper, and The Gardener* ran the tiller down one row before the weld on the handles of the tiller broke. We need a little post work done, and of course some more tilling...but we are well underway and Nana has offered to co-garden with us.






Lulu & Leo spent the entire beautiful Saturday outside all day, with the exception of a nap. They spent it sitting on the mower steering.






New chicks! We have only gotten 7 new chicks this year, in 2 batches. They are well and thriving.


Thursday, August 13, 2009

A Foggy Morning

The Fog
So foggy you can't make out the hill with trees in the far back, just the tree tops. I like mornings like this, except for the bugs. You can't really see the overgrown garden from this picture, if the wind picks up and the clouds stay I will weed some more.
Then I went to let the chickens out of their coop. Gromit is checking out the corn I threw in the grass, he's nuts. NOTICE: The freshly cut grass! Yes, Lulu slept for about 1 hour and 45 minutes on Tuesday so I mowed the lawn... and proceeded to break off the middle blade on the lawn mower, gosh just when I think I am helping Gerry I actually gave him more work to do! He picked up new parts for the mower yesterday after work.

Gimpy GirlMeet the last bird in the pecking order, I call her Henrietta. One day in Feb/March the other birds singled her out and pecked her to a bloody mess. I quarantined her and until she could fend for herself again. I think an animal must have attacked her because her foot is messed up, see how she folds her talons under? She's a smart bird though, fights of the other girls now, for the most part, she waits in the coop until the others are out. I give her a special scoop of corn and she hangs out awhile until the coast is clear then she goes to the lilac bushes and hangs out by herself mostly.

All Our Eggs in One Basket
A big "Thank You" for Les my 'muddin' friend. He makes cool wood stuff, and while he was chicken sitting for us one week he make us this really cool egg basket. Which is really a great help.
Kohlrabi (sp?)
From the garden, colorabi (sp? trying it on a couple ways). It tastes great. We'd never grown them before. Unfortunately we let these get TOO big, and it's like trying to cut a tree with a knife. So we decided we'd try have batting lessons with them.

Cone Flower
I planted them this year, for whatever reason they didn't come back last year. Pays to buy a larger plant. The chickens don't eat these or the peonies.

Try, try again.

This felted baby rattle has been a lollipop which I thought didn't look so good. Then I made it into a pinwheel which didn't work out so well. Now it'll be a flower, which is shaping up very nicely.

Lulu Button
Also known as Lulu... she was being super cute. But honestly who am I kidding she's always super cute even when she's screaming at me. We had a really rough day yesterday. It was the heat I think? She was exhausting all day. Oh well, only 18 more years of fun, fun, fun. Good thing I love her with every fiber of my being!















Saturday, September 6, 2008

Location, location, location

A September Morning on the farm
Location: It's not just a geographical situation... it's also the "You Are Here" of your head & your heart.
As much as I love it out here, farmboy* and I have made it a home and we welcome friends and family with open arms. It's not multi-million dollar home, with a manicured lawn, Ethan Allen furnishings, or treasures from around the world. It's a some what modest old farm that everyone who comes has the urge to hang their hat and tie the horse up for a drink of fresh water. They want to walk into the chicken coop, grab some eggs and offer to help cook dinner. It's a place that feels like home to anyone who walks through the doors... and I love that!
For me it's that place in I go in my mind when the day is dragging on and on with the nagging agony of being part of the rat race, which just isn't a solution for any human being!
This place reminds me that the grass is not greener anywhere else. The Field of Dreams, "If you build it they will come" sort of mentality. It could be said for so many aspects of life.
Schermeisterbrau
This is the counter is the magnetic North of the house.

It is the place where yeast finds its way into our beer and our breads... I helped cap the bottles last night with some big lid-squeezing gadget. This picture doesn't quite do the bottles justice. The detail on each of those Grolsch-style bottles is really sleek. Of course over the last week I have sort of been noticing the 'details' of many things.


Good Pickin's
Lots of spaghetti squash... if you are my neighbor and need some, please stop in! The zucchini's have again gotten out of hand, and more like the an arm. The Cultivator* planted a lot of grape and Roma tomatoes because he knows they are my favorite, and there are a lot of peppers too! Neighbor T. gave us the round cucumbers, which I have never seen in my life, but I am excited to try, and Neighbor R. gave us corn which we shared because there was more than we could possibly eat in a month. Oh and the eggs... going to town to sell some today.

Now back to the studio...



Monday, August 11, 2008

Veggies Galore

I am just so amazed that food can grow from the ground, which sounds so absolutely silly as I type those words, but I grew up in the city where we just bought food.

Above are some of the things in the garden. When I look at the spaghetti squash (lower right) it'll be double that size in a few days and probably ready to pick by the end of the week! It's just incredible. All the years we've had the garden The Cultivator* has done most of the work and just tells me what to weed or what to pick when he needed a hand, but this year I've taken the initiative to be more involved in the day to day care. This week I noticed that the zucchini grows between the flower and the root of the plant, it's just so fantastic!


So in this new 'day to day' care, I have noticed a slue of bugs. This is the first year growing cabbage. What is the little green lava or excrement on the leaves? When cleaned up they appear to not have gone into the head of the cabbage, just outside open leaves. Part of me wants to know, and the other part of me agrees that ignorance is bliss. I know that the first year we tried broccoli and cauliflower there were so many bugs in them that I just couldn't eat them (the dogs and chickens lucked out)!
Our summer meals consists of about 85-95% of foods from our property, and hunting on our property... the more I read about slaughter houses, and pesticides the more happy I am to learn and cultivate home make/ home cooked meals. Last night I made pesto from some fresh basil from the farmers market, along with green beans and zucchini, and salad; all so delicious. I also made some a couple of whole wheat loaves yesterday too, but they were more dense than the last bach... every time is different.


Our guest came back from the WE Fest yesterday... oh the stories had us in stitches through dinner! Sounds like you have to have some thick skin and a filthy mouth to survive, but the super rude get beat up. I think I will never want to go!


This is the sort of support I get from my dogs while I hover and crouch pulling weeds & picking veggies. Every time I move from one chore to the next and they find the next shady spot, by the clothes line, by the wood pile, by the chicken coop, by the garden, by the chopping block... what a glorious life of a dog! The chickens and cats follow us around too... but generally they meander a bit more.
Oh, and don't forget to admire (hehehe) my horrible bush trimming! LOL, the bush under my office window looks like the head of frankenstein! Hoping to have alliums across the front this fall... I've been removing rock for over a month now... have about a 3 x 1 foot area left in front of the big butterfly. Everything is the same color in the front, it really drives me crazy! The old wheels came with the house... and I don't know what else to do with them so they remain. I am making a ceramic insert for the butterfly with our address (maybe), it's a huge piece of metal meant for flowers, but I keep it upright because it looks better. It was a gift from my folks, a nice piece I just haven't found it's permanent home.


"That Sesame!" I find myself saying that a lot. I was working tranquilly in my office once in awhile stopping to watch the beautiful hummingbirds feed outside my window, when all of a sudden a blur pops up from the window pane below. That stinker Sesame using her paws to snatch the hovering birds and eat them up. I tried to rescue the little bird but Sesame runs faster than I do, so by the time I caught her, the little guy was dead with his tongue sticking out the side of his mouth like a cartoon, or Gene Simmons! I had to take down the feeder to avoid more carnage.

We all went to visit T today, Pipes wanted to see her sheep, and I wanted to give her cabbage and the baby bunch I made on Saturday. Anyway they have a nice garden so we were garden chattin' and I learned how corn is pollinated, and that you mound potatos and clear onions... good info. I will have to check into our onions tomorrow. T cans her green beans, she said they are still soggy that way...I am still thinking about what to do.


We later went to town for dinner at a 'mongolian' restaurant... we had more laughs about the crazy festival where they drove the golf-cart taxis. The conversation went to movies then The Butterfly and the Diving Bell, then to his naked body floating scene, to a package delivery I received that ended up being a peep show too. We laughed so hard about perverts, bad deliveries and small packages!

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Frog Relocation

I was dipping pottery in my (basement) studio when I heard Farm Boy* tell me there were a bunch little frogs in the sump pump. We're not sure how they got into the house but in any case... he was going to move them into the swamp. The next evening I went down to take a shower and there were 2 frogs with me! OK, I love wildlife probably more than the next guy... but not so much in my house. Immediately that evening 6 frogs were relocated, and next day 3 more were relocated into the swamp.

I have yet to posted anything about our home projects at the farm, but this is the bathroom....

It has been under construction since October 2007. As old farm houses built in the 1940's go it has one bathroom, so I feel very fortunate that we have a shower in the sauna (where the frogs were)! The new tub is cool, jets and all, but for everyday I like a shower. We have marble wall tiles and slate floors to install... they will be awesome and complementary to the HUGE sink we bought.

About the sink, it's perfect for the 2 of us. First of all I have to quote one of my best friends Jess after getting married herself, "Sharing is soooo hard!" This sink solves all our problems, seriously... ok, well really close. One of the reasons I don't really invite people over... you have to have long arms to reach the TP.

When it's a completed project it will be really awesome. then it's on to the closet, the floors, the office, etc...



Now it's time to say good-bye...
These are the final days for the Hen Who Crows. We've put up with the not so rooster craw she does, and have been feeding her for 2 years. I heard some old quote recently "The hen who crows lays no eggs." I thought it was a euphemism for something... maybe it is and I just don't get it, but for me it is what it is and it's she has not provided one little egg, and she is NOT a rooster.


The garden is doing wonderful, except those plants that just didn't want to grow this year... 'you know which you are (spinach and watermelon).' We've harvested a wonderful head of cabbage, which made it's way into my crockpot for a traditional cornbeef n' cabbage meal. It seems that will last us until Sunday at least!


The pipeline company was doing some low fly bys this morning, so I went out to see the plane and saw a fabulous and rather large deer, which reminds me of why I love it out here.


Note: *101 names for my husband (all very nice).

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

the good egg

We decided to try a new laying chicken breed this year, the Gold Star. Seems they lay about 1 month before the rest of the hens. It was just in time too, we actually had to buy a dozen eggs last week. We had older pullets, but we also have a fox who discovered the food supply, and ate all our layers, except one hen... but she doesn't lay eggs, just crows like a rooster (figures the fox didn't take her!). We call her Hen Who Crows and she may be dinner this summer. If she's going to crow like a rooster, she should protect like a rooster would too!

I posted about my sad Clematis the other day. My mom replied to my post by email: "Clematis' like to have the base covered with mulch/pine needles, etc. Water so that it is once a week but let the water hose on very low trickle and let it soak for SEVERAL hours. Cook roots and warm leaves. Don't cut the dry stems as they will probably recover with manure and then mulch and move water. said to put some manure on it and put the water on a trickle for most of the day." So I went to the barn Saturday and got a bucket of dry manure and followed mom's directions... we'll see if it perks up.



Our beans are growing well, which is awesome because they are my favorite. I know The Cultivator doesn't like when they are frozen, but I was thinking of blanching and freezing some so I can enjoy during the winter months. I will have to do some research on this.


I made a couple stops this weekend on my weekly grocery store run: the farmers market, the book store and the flourist.

  1. I met a woman who will breed her goats to sell us a few in 2009 (awesome!).
  2. Checked with the flourist on Alliums, to see if she was ordering them this year. She said September order. I am planting bulbs this year after seeing them in Ave's wedding... oh so wonderful!
  3. Picked up a copy of David Sedaris' new book When You Are Engulfed in Flames... hehehe, so funny.

This week I'm going to the NLO show to see The Cultivator fiddle.

Monday, July 21, 2008

To begin...


The Cultivator* has 2 green thumbs which I feel makes up for my lack of one. Right? (Note: *101 names for my husband, all very nice names)

My goal with this blog is to spend more time researching plants & flowers in the upper mid-west so I can plant a backyard flower garden. Target date 5 years. I’ve bought a magazine Cottage Gardens.

I won’t bore anyone with all the plants I’ve killed mostly unintentionally (those pesky ferns The Cultivator had before we married).

We also have a vegetable garden, which I confess I just don’t know much about either...

Stuff like:
When is a tomato ripe enough to be picked?
How often do you pick beans?
How can you tell when tubers like beats and onions are ready to harvest?
How often do you weed a garden? (when The Cultivator starts getting frustrated is my clue)
*Note- I've been lead to believe that you don't weed until things come up initially.
How long should I water for?
If it isn’t doing well is there something I should do to help it?
What if your seed never sprouts?
Is it legal to shoot the birds eating your bean sprouts?
When I pick spinich do I pull the whole head like lettus, but cut swiss chard?
And those darn strawberries… I waited too long to plant them and watered dead stumps for 2 weeks. What a waste!

Besides the vegetable garden I have kept 1 clematis, and 1 peony alive for 4 years. I have 2 house plant for about 8 months now, and a Peace Lily I bought in March it's touch and go though, I think I need to repot it. But how do I know how big of a pot?


Anyhow after hearing a bit of complaining about my lack of participation in the garden on Friday night, I spent the weekend weeding. I was getting the grasses close to beets, when… oops I pulled up one, then two. Ok, so I will move on and get the big stuff, leaving the less established plants alone.

Then I happened upon a strange a row of nothing, hmmm and another row… and I am thinking to myself this leaf kind of looks like a pepper, but since I planted the pepper plants 1 row up I know I am wrong. Then I spot 2 plants, no idea what they are but I weed everything except those. Then the row past that is odd, it’s not marked with the usual stick, and it’s sort of random. I decide to pull it and see if it looks familiar out of the dirt. Yep it’s an onion… duh. I sort of thought it was familiar looking. So I quickly stuck it back in the hole from which it came and went inside to work in the pottery studio.