Dressed the altar for Mabon today, a day or two early. I’ll continue to add to it as the season progresses. I bought these Japanese lanterns from a nearby farm stand, but they also had the live plants, and I bought a few and planted them in my garden. Hopefully next year I can harvest some of my own. I also want to add more seasonal plants - I like the red amaranth and yellow tansy at this time of year.
Wednesday, September 20, 2023
Merry Mabon (preserving log)
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Labels: canning, fall, food, preserving, seasons
New Buck (Breeding Season)
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Tuesday, September 12, 2023
Change of (Beverage) Seasons
Monday, April 24, 2023
Operation Trampoline Rescue (From the Blackberries)
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Friday, April 14, 2023
King Kong Squash
This gorgeous, enormous Blue Hubbard squash was given to me by a neighbor. I don’t know for sure if she grew it herself but she’s quite a gardener so it’s entirely possible. Blue Hubbards are an heirloom variety winter squash with excellent keeping qualities, fine dry orange flesh, and which grow to impressive size. This one weighs 43 pounds.
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Labels: farm, food, frugality, homesteading, husband, neighbors, seasons
Friday, January 6, 2023
Rosca de Reyes (King Cake)
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Labels: bread, festival, food, mexican food, recipe, seasons
Tuesday, October 25, 2022
The Rains Are Here (Hallelujah)
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Wednesday, October 19, 2022
Smoke and Drought
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Friday, September 30, 2022
Everybody Gets a Share (Doggy Delight)
Mercy
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Labels: dog, Meat, self-sufficiency
Monday, September 19, 2022
Meat Math, Bovine Edition (GRAPHIC)
After I found the cow’s head sticking three-quarters of the way out of the pot, I convinced Homero to remove it, and to cut it into pieces with his sawzall, removing the horns and the disgusting patches of hair that clung to the skull around them. He has a plan for the horns - they are a gift to his friend Clacoyo, who wants to mount them on his motorcycle helmet.
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Labels: cow, death, food, frugal, husband, Meat, meat eating
Wednesday, September 14, 2022
Farm Stand Photos
Free cucumbers in the Kickerville stand.
The Kickerville stand from the outside. Looking fairly empty on this particular day.
Sweet corn somewhere in the vast, confusing Bermuda Triangle between Enterprise road and the Guide, south of Birch Bay-Lynden road. Forgot to note the address. There are lots of sweet corn stands at the moment, of course, and they tend to be single-produce operations, appearing in mid-august and shuttered by early September.
This stand is a real unique one. The owner is a beekeeper and he sells his honey, plain or compounded with herbs and spices and medicines. The lavender honey is especially nice. Overall the best, thickest honey I’ve found. He also sells gorgeous beeswax candles and copies of his self-published novels.
Friday, August 19, 2022
Farm Stand Fun
Friday, July 29, 2022
Balking a Buck (Apron Antics)
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Tuesday, July 19, 2022
The Pantry Project (Ice Cream Edition)
Ran across an ice cream maker at Goodwill the other day, and it reminded me that ice cream is a wonderful way of preserving the products of the season - goat milk, eggs, and fresh fruit. Also it’s been pretty hot lately and that’s just the excuse I needed. I bought the ice cream maker.
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Labels: cheesemaking, food, frugal, frugality, fruit
Thursday, July 14, 2022
They’re BAAAAAAACK (Prey Animal Strategy)
Right before bed, I decided to go out and check on the goats one more time, on the off-chance that mama Clio had found her babies. I was fairly certain coyotes had dragged them off, since two hours of me and Clio both searching for them this afternoon, Clio yelling her head off the whole time, had yielded nothing. But there they were, like nothing ever happened. Just two sassy little baby goats without a care in the world.