tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74982695347453693942024-03-14T07:11:56.345-05:00Sunflower Hill HomesteadKristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.comBlogger147125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-78610152786848213402016-03-30T16:13:00.002-05:002016-03-30T16:13:24.520-05:00The end of March already?!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I can't believe this month is gone already! Spring is here! Everything is lush, green, beautiful! Piggy says hello. They were wormed almost 2 weeks ago and should be ready to go in the freezer in 4 more weeks. I will miss them. They are such sweet fellas. It is hard to believe that their little snouts barely came up to the waterer when we got them. Not they are almost as tall as the hog panel.<br />
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The ducks and laying chicks have been in the hoop tractor for over a week. They have been without the brooder light in there for a couple of nights and are doing great and growing like weeds. Especially the ducks! I think we may have 2 females? I don't know much about ducks. We may end up with 3 more that a friend of a friend "rescued" and have living in their bath tub. Apparently I am the go-to "farm" person. Eh... They can join the rest our our heathens.<br />
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The blueberry bushes positively exploded with blooms! This was about a week ago. The bees have been working hard to pollinate all the little blooms so we can have tons of berries this year.<br />
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This was yesterday. Most of the blooms have fallen and left the little berry stubs. Grow little berries grow! <br />
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The meat birds have been in the hoop tractor for a couple days. They are 3 weeks old today. I was worried because they hadn't feathered out completely but I read that they need to be on grass by 3 weeks or they will be lazy and not graze. Yeah, they are too lazy to graze anyway. They did make it through a 49 degree night with no brooder light. It wasn't supposed to get that cold! I lost 4 when they were about a week old for no apparent reason. They flipped on their back and died. I haven't lost any since though, so maybe the worst is over. These guys do nothing but eat and poop. It is amazing the amount of food they can pack away!<br />
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Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-72277359615568827582016-02-26T23:36:00.000-06:002016-02-26T23:36:15.874-06:00Newest AdditionsKeegan, Liam, and I went and picked out some new babies this afternoon. We didn't add any new hens to the flock last year because I had my hands full already. I waited too long to order any and have them come before summer so I got some straight run babies at the feed store. They are a mixture of breeds but at least some are Welsummers, Easter Eggers, Cherry Eggers, and at least 1 silky judging from its feet. The ducks were just so darn cute I couldn't resist bringing a couple of those home too. I also placed an order for 25 cornish broilers to be delivered in a couple weeks. I've never raised them before. We'll see how that goes.<br />
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Liam loves them so much!<br />
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He also loves flowers.<br />
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And pigs! These fellas are getting HUGE!<br />
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Liam loves the chickens too, and he wants to love the turkeys but mommy won't let him get close enough.<br />
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The blueberry plants are getting buds all over and will soon be covered in bell shaped blooms and filled with buzzing bees.<br />
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And hopefully our strawberry patch will also be filled with blooms. At least it isn't still filled with weeds. Thankful for the little things.<br />
<br />Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-20476646068110618952016-02-25T15:37:00.001-06:002016-02-25T15:47:03.161-06:00Felt FunDuring the winter, being cooped up with none of the usual outdoor projects to do, I start to go a little stir crazy if I don't find ways to let my creative energy out. Last year I took up painting gourds, which I did a bit more of this year. The main projects I have been working on, however, has been sewing with felt.<br />
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I love working with felt! It is so forgiving. It started with a Bucilla stocking I made for Liam. I had made Keegan one when he was little so when Liam was born I started on one. Of course, getting much done when he was tiny proved impossible. I finished it this year, around midnight on Christmas Eve. Talk about cutting it close... For the record, I LOVE these stocking kits! Anyone can do them. The step by step instructions and marked patterns make it possible for a child to follow but are fun for anyone and vary in amount of detail depending on how challenging you want it to be. Keegan's has much less detail but was one of the first sewing projects I ever undertook.<br />
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With that project out of the way I scanned the internet for more felt things to create. Quiet books caught my eye. What a neat idea! I found an amazing blog called <a href="http://www.imagineourlife.com/">Imagine Our Life</a> written by an incredibly creative woman who shares her patterns for free! My first quiet book page was a tooth brushing bathroom scene. It turned out fairly well. Again, with detailed instructions and a pattern how can you do too badly? Then I had to apply the family motto. Well, one of them. The main one is "If you're going to be dumb, you better be tough". This one is "If you're going to do it, you may as well do it BIG!". They are actually my husband's family mottoes, but it is fairly often that Brad and his father ask me if I am sure we aren't actually related because I fit in so well.<br />
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Anyway, I decided to make some quite book pages for my two nieces and my nephew along with Liam. These were "Let's Cook Breakfast" kitchen scenes complete with little felt food. The pattern is from the same blog. Since I wasn't sure I would make them more quiet book pages to finish the book out I decided to make them like little tote bags that open out. My favorite thing about sewing these little felt things is that it seems like one little project at a time. Not like a giant sewing project. Each little piece of food is its own project. Not too daunting and a quick gratification of a finished project. I need that. I have ADHD and it is difficult for me to stay on a project for a long time with no end result in sight.<br />
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This one is Liam's. I finished them in a couple of weeks. I added some strawberries and a tea bag complete with cover it can be wrapped in and filled with real mint tea which smells great. I left the top of the cup open so it can slip inside. Liam's favorite is the banana that really comes out of the skin.<br />
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I loved making the little food so much that now I am working on felt sandwich kits (from same blog). So far I have the spinach, avocado, eggs, swiss cheese, white bread, most of the bacon, and am partially through with the tomatoes. In true Roger's fashion I am doing it bigger. Making 7 sets. Hopefully I don't burn out before they are done and can finish by Easter when I plan to give them out along with the breakfast sets. Now that I can do more stuff outside sewing is being done less and less frequently. The race is on.Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-39066295982633639812016-02-24T13:09:00.004-06:002016-02-24T13:09:26.105-06:00Did we have winter this year?Other than a few cold days and a few nights that it dipped below freezing, we seemed to have skipped winter this year. I feel like I am already ahead on a lot of things around the homestead. Behind, as usual, on others.<br />
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Despite not blogging about it, things have gone on as usual around here.<br />
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The pigs we got at the end of last summer are HUGE and very healthy. I never named them because we didn't have great luck the the pigs we got the previous year and I didn't want to get my hopes up. They are by far the sweetest pigs I have ever had. Both "uncut" boys but they are far sweeter to each other and to everyone else than any of the "cut" boys we have had. Cruel practice anyway so I wouldn't mind being rid of it as long as the meat doesn't have a bad taste to it like I have been warned about. They like their ears scratched and always come when called. The boys have been naughty and gotten loose a couple of times but always came home. Once just about a month ago. They ended up about a quarter of a mile away on the other side of the huge field beside our property. I found them as I was on my way to pick Keegan up from school so I pulled that car over to call them to me as a police car slows down to see what was happening. They decided to help. Imagine me in my car(baby was in there so I couldn't go far), windows down, yelling for the pigs as they trot beside the car, followed by police directing traffic around me, all the way home. And just as we get back to the property and the police leave, the pigs take off again. Brad is in the woods trying to find them somewhere else this whole time and I can't get ahold of him. It was a mess. I wasn't a huge fan of them that day.<br />
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The two turkeys I have left are still here, but they are trying our patience. Both of them have been very aggressive for the last few months. Tabby has always been hateful, but Yellow (male) has always been sweet until lately. He actually flogged me a couple months ago. I'm hoping it was the season and soon when Tabby starts laying again they will calm down. We had taken to carrying sticks (not to hit them with but just because they are wary of them) or the hose when ever we are outside but they are chilling out a bit now. Except for with the poor dog, which they chase and antagonize constantly.<br />
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Guineas may also be on my list of spring babies. I am down to 5. One poor soul was lost to the electric fence when he somehow got his wing wrapped around it. That continuous charge fence is no joke, but nothing else was keeping the pigs in.<br />
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Many spring chores have been happening lately and I may be ahead of my usual game. Over the last couple of weeks I have already<br />
- Pruned the fruit trees and did a little bit of blueberry pruning since none was done in the fall like usual.<br />
- Weeded the strawberry patch (which was a terrible mess!)<br />
- Cleaned the deep bedding out of the chicken coop and used it to fertilize the fruit trees, strawberry patch, small garden beds, herb garden, and all of the flower beds.<br />
- Separated overpopulated plants in the flower gardens, moved them around, and planted more bulbs.<br />
- Raked a TON of leaves and mulched all of the places I fertilized. Chickens are trying their best to undo that.<br />
- Planted cool weather veggies in the greenhouse (about a month ago)<br />
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- Started indoor seeds (peppers, tomatoes, etc) 2/22/16. Late again...<br />
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Still lots to do but Liam keeps me company most days and I love it.Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-38682111307008266262016-02-22T14:32:00.002-06:002016-02-22T14:32:40.663-06:00Been a while... Blogging has fallen by the wayside, yet again. It always seems to by the end of summer. After spending the summer being so busy with the garden and animals and putting up so much food I am usually just done. I don't want to think about anything farm related. That includes writing about it. That usually lasts until around January when the seed catalogs start coming in and that familiar flutter of hope and inspiration starts to ebb away at the previous year's exhaustion and failures. More and more as I have been getting back into the groove of things I have been feeling the need to document it and to look back at past years to see how this year is getting on compared to others.<br />
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Having a little one around also makes it difficult to do anything that includes typing. I can sometimes manage to click around on the mouse and sit back and read but nothing that looks like it takes too much of my attention. For example, as I type right now I have a toddler on my lap and am having to lean around him to get close enough to reach the keyboard while he pushes me away because he wants to sit on me (rather than beside me on the huge couch) while he watches his movie but he doesn't want me "that" close to him. I'm not complaining for a second. My sweet baby is only going to be this size once and I will take all of the snuggles I can get before he doesn't want to give them to me anymore. But in the meantime, things like typing aren't as possible as they once were.<br />
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I have also been torn for another reason. I have gone back and forth so many times about posting anything concerning our children. I would love to use this as a journal of sorts and just put anything that I am feeling or thinking down, but here in internet world, that isn't always safe. I am worried about the creepy creeps, that make so many beautiful things ugly and twisted, becoming engrossed with my boys. May sound silly, but it is always in the back of my mind when ever I write here. Since my children are so much a part of every aspect of my life it is nearly impossible to post without including them. Besides, that is one of the most wonderful parts of the blog community. My very favorite blogs are written about families and the best posts are usually about how amazing their children are and what kind of activities they are up to. I have been toying with the idea of just making it all private or writing my own personal journal for my eyes only, but there is just something unappealing about that. I like having a sounding board, and it is nice to have input on some ideas sometimes. So for the time being I am back, but we will see where it goes. How does everyone else feel about that subject? I would love feedback!<br />
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<br />Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-18006817973082966742015-07-29T21:15:00.001-05:002015-07-29T21:15:25.683-05:00The Surface of the SunThat is where I live. Seriously. The heat here is intense. Paired with the humidity, work during the hottest part of the day is impossible. The garden dislikes it as much as I do. Or perhaps it is my inattention that is killing it? It depends on when you ask me as to which answer I might give you. I have started and stopped a post over the last month multiple times, and each time it stressed me out so much that I just deleted it and moved on. On the plus side, the shop has had progress made on it. It has a full roof and one wall. I, of course, could get nothing accomplished outside while Brad was working on the shop because I had Liam to attend to and by the time Brad was done working he was too tired to tend to him. It is stressing me out and making me angry just talking about it so I am leaving it at that. Lets just say that my tomatoes are hanging in there, the peppers barely, and nothing else has survived. The shop was worked on though... that is something.<br />
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The last 2 weeks have been a complete wash. Not even the shop got worked on. The factors have been:<br />
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1- we are running the homestead with no truck. That means we have to borrow one every time we need lumber or anything too big to fit in my little car.<br />
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2- Brad's brother is no longer able to help with the shop.<br />
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3- Keegan has had Band camp which means 4 trips to and from school every day. He goes in the morning, pick him up for lunch, drop him back off 1.5 hours later, and then pick him up that evening. It makes it difficult to get started on much.<br />
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4- Liam has had a double ear infection topped off with some kind of nasty virus. He has had a scary high fever, has been so congested that he can barely breath, and has been dehydrated but refusing liquids or food other than nursing, which thankfully he has still been doing. The poor guy has been miserable, and none of us has had much sleep for over a week. Thankfully yesterday evening his fever broke and started drinking and ate a little bit. I don't think I have ever been so thankful to see a wet diaper. I had almost forgotten how scary having a sick little one was. I didn't miss that part. I'm so glad he is finally on the mend. Now maybe once he can start breathing properly again we will get a good nights sleep. In the grand scheme of things, him being healthy is all that matters.<br />
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Anyway... my having a type A personality... Well. I haven't dealt well with seeing everything around here go to pot for simple lack of time to deal with it or ability to walk outside and get it done. Just thinking about it makes my brain tingle, eyes twitch, and chest tighten. Que Serra Serra. I'm letting it go and not stressing about it anymore. I have claimed the next few days as mine to get as much work done as possible. The grass desperately needs to be mowed, the garden rows weed-eated, and the peppers staked and tied.<br />
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The tomatoes have gotten so tall that they are bending over the top of the trellis and growing halfway down the other side. I need to get another picture of Keegan standing in the row to show scale. But, to give you an idea; I am 5'10" and when I stand and reach my hand as high as possible the tallest vines still standing up are at least a foot higher than my fingertips. Who knew that 8ft t-posts would be this inadequate?<br />
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These plants were volunteers in one of my store bought lavender plants. I don't know what they are but they sure are prolific! Liam much prefers the egg yolk tomatoes though. These seem more like store quality grape tomatoes. They keep forever but are tough and don't have much taste.<br />
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My favorite tomatoes! Cherokee purple. They are finally getting ripe. Sadly, they seem to be more at risk of being damaged and half of the ones I have picked have been half rotten already for one reason or another.<br />
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The guineas like to help in the garden. They are the only poultry really allowed in there because they don't damage anything by scratching around or eating any low growing fruit. The chickens have managed to sneak past the fence lately and scratch all of the hay out of the rows though. After I took this I had to pick it up by hand and put it back... again. Someone-who-shall-not-be-named-for-their-own-protection borrowed my rake and used it a bit too vigorously. The handle broke in half. Coincidentally, the same someone also broke my broom handle in half that very same week. Grr....<br />
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Here is a better picture of the tomatoes bending over the trellis. Early blight has started at the bottoms of all of the plants already. Some of the sickly ones and the few determinate tomatoes that I planted are faring much worse than these amish paste. They are troupers for sure!<br />
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It is bowing the top of the fencing over. Perhaps another t-post would be good next year, although it seems to be holding up pretty well. <br />
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Here is the shop. It looks small in this picture but it is pretty good sized. 12ft wide by 16 feet long. The windows need to go in next and then the walls can be completed.<br />
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Pretty much everything else is dead or dying and the grass is growing out of control. The upside of this is that it is almost time to replant anyway (there is no upside to the grass growing, except of course, that I need the exercise and honestly enjoy mowing). I can still get in another crop of beans, cucumbers, and squash. I also have fall crops to put in.Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-61008171048393886842015-07-09T19:37:00.002-05:002015-07-09T19:37:21.131-05:00Boring post and shop progressNot much has been happening around here. Brad and his brother, Christopher, have been making progress on the shop. As of this afternoon, half of the roof is on. It is looking great! We are excited! It will be nice to have so much more storage space. Progress has been steady, but slow. With temperatures in the high 90's everyday and high humidity it easily feels like it is over 100 every day. It makes doing anything quickly or for long periods impossible. Maybe I will get photos soon.<br />
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While the guys have been outside working I have been on "baby duty". Liam is more mobile every day. He has been crawling for a couple of months and is getting better at climbing. He is in to EVERYTHING! I love this age. He is so much fun! He is a handful though. And he doesn't like to be more than a foot from me; preferring me to be holding him and occupying him. So much different than his brother. Keegan was into everything as well, but he didn't want to be held. He wanted to go, go, go. He got mad when I tried to hold him too much because he couldn't explore properly. He was so independent. Liam is far from being independent. He prefers to explore from my arms or within arms reach of me. He is so very affectionate though! He loves to give hugs and kisses. If you ask him where someone is "Where's Daddy?" he stops immediately and looks until he finds them and then gets so excited. He says "dada", "momma", "bubba" (brother), "tantu" (thank you) after he kisses me because I always tell him thank you, and says "awww" when he is being sweet to someone. He loves looking at pictures of babies, including of himself, and at himself in the mirror. Liam has to kiss the baby in the mirror every time he sees him.<br />
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Not having free hands (or lap) anytime lately, since Brad has been either outside working or exhausted from being outside working, not much has been getting done around here lately. The house has been cleaned, meals prepared, and every once in a while I will get outside for a short period to do something small. I check the tomatoes and peppers every couple days, but the rest of the veggies have basically gone to seed because or lack of care and attention. Keegan and I have been trying to pick green beans, though it has just been enough to keep them producing and none picked have been usable since they were so big. We have also been taking turns doing some mowing to keep the grass under control. Keegan found another copperhead the other day (2nd this year) so it is a priority. It is frustrating to have everything put on hold and everything planned on the whim of a 10 month old. This is the first chance I have had to write a blog post (he is napping with daddy) because Liam wants to type too every time I touch the computer. And typically when I do get the chance to do something it is housework. Like now... I need to start dinner.<br />
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Keegan is starting band camp soon. He is glad to be done picking blueberries. The bushes stopped producing about a week ago. It was his chore to do every other day. I can't believe that school is starting in less than a month.<br />
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I love my boys. I love my life. I am so blessed. I need to stop getting frustrated over things that aren't that big of a deal. We can live without pickles and canned green beans (although it would make life much better this winter if we had them put up) but I will never get these moments with my boys back. I need to enjoy them. Anyway, off to start dinner.Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-4244946307611854182015-06-18T13:42:00.002-05:002015-06-18T13:42:23.631-05:00Getting Closer!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijSZJNEVcD1-a8cwuiM6UY43TsxupeQDOwgnPzy-FrARcSf26Sg5Iws9-l7T4GPgGDJ-jDyfmxE0Qtqv-bvi2udIVgQC5SvYqEd-13I0p0oi2rRcVi7qkmfWqtzPJ9mw2AkXMLACNzMlE/s1600/SAM_1367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijSZJNEVcD1-a8cwuiM6UY43TsxupeQDOwgnPzy-FrARcSf26Sg5Iws9-l7T4GPgGDJ-jDyfmxE0Qtqv-bvi2udIVgQC5SvYqEd-13I0p0oi2rRcVi7qkmfWqtzPJ9mw2AkXMLACNzMlE/s320/SAM_1367.JPG" width="320" /></a>To building the new shop, that is. Brad burned the pile the day before yesterday. Here it is mostly burned already. It was over 6 feet tall in the center and easily 15 feet across. Now it is nothing but a small pile of ashes. Yesterday we borrowed a truck and went to "the big city" 45 minutes north of here. Trying to farm without a truck is a pain in the you know what. Anyway, we got all the plywood, cinder-blocks, the roof cap, and roofing screws. Today we need to get the treated lumber and roofing tin at the local shop and hopefully tomorrow we can pull all of the untreated lumber we will need from his parent's. After a hurricane years ago they has a portable sawmill come in a cut up all the downed trees on their property and have been trying to use up the lumber since then. We have been a big "help" with that. I am always thinking up some kind of project and very few around here would have been done without their generosity. Bill, Brad's dad, decided we needed "an old fashioned barn raising" and is planning on coming over on Saturday with one of Brad's brothers to help us get it built. They are amazing people and we are thankful.<br />
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Speaking of amazing people, my wonderful Mom bought me a Bing Cherry tree and had it shipped to me. I have always wanted a cherry tree! My mom planted two in our yard when I was growing up. They didn't produce until shortly before we moved so we only got to enjoy them for a couple of years. I hope that we will be around here to enjoy it for many years. Keegan helped me plant it. It is in an area that I had been dreaming of putting bee hives for a couple of years so have kept clear. But I thought, what better thing to locate next to a bee hive than a flowering fruit tree! When my brother was staying here for a bit he had a bonfire pit there, originally to burn a stump out, and the soil there is considerably better than most of the property. It seems to like its new home. I need to buy another to go with it because apparently cherries need to cross pollinate. While we were in town yesterday we stopped by a couple of garden centers to see if we could find any ailing fruit trees late in the season that they would be willing to give us for next to nothing. After talking to the store manager (at a big box store... yes they haggle you just have to ask for a manager) we came home with two apple trees for $6 each (normally over $20 each). I'm not sure how they will do this far south but I'm willing to give it a try! We are beginning to collect quite the little orchard! Our count right now is 3 pear trees, 2 peach, 2 fig, 2 pomegranate, 2 apple (1 yellow, 1 red), 1 cherry tree, and a bunch of blueberry bushes that are bigger than any of the trees (although not quite as tall as a couple of the pears).<br />
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This is a terrible picture and it hardly shows, but some of the tomatoes have reached the top of the trellis. This was 2 days ago and they have grown noticeably since then. The garden gets full sun for most of the day but I always manage to take pictures in the late afternoon when the sun/shade makes it impossible to see anything. I mowed in there the other day so it looks much better. Just take my word for it. Much more mowing needs to be done, but alas I have injured myself... again. Actually it happened a couple weeks ago. Because we cleared a bunch of trees from the property when we first moved in, periodically, a hole will open up where a root had been but has since rotted out. They are usually found by stepping on what appears to be solid ground, which then gives away to leave you thigh deep in a hole. I found a hole while mowing a couple of weeks ago. The leg that went into the hole was fine, buy the ankle on the other leg crumpled under me when I went down. It wasn't that big of a deal at the time, but has been getting worse instead of better. I don't know what I have done to it. I took the "walk it off" approach, which apparently was the wrong one. Since mowing the other day on it I have been hobbling around with an ace bandage on it and have been having to keep ice on it. I feel like I'm still too young to be falling apart already!<br />
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I have been resigned to to a lot of canning, instead of the outside work I really need to be doing. Lots of beans have been put up. More in the fridge to do. I have run out of pint jars and finances after buying shop building stuff won't allow to buy more right now. Beans will have to go in quart jars until I run out of those.<br />
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These are just a few of the jars of sauce I canned from the you-pick tomatoes. I also made some kosher dill pickles. Per my mother in-law's instructions, instead of canning them at a rolling boil I heated the water to 180 F and then processed the pints for 5 minutes and quarts for 10. Instead of getting the mushy soft pickles I usually get these are so crunchy and delicious! I am going to dump the rest of the soggy pickles I made last year out and refill those jars with some of these ones.<br />
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1. Unless you would appear to be attempting acrobatics to anyone who should happen upon you while picking beans, you are doing it wrong. Put your basket down and dig in with both hands. Move every leaf and vine, tossing beans in the basket as you go. When you have looked everywhere, bend all the way over, turn your head upside down, and do it again. Can you pick beans while doing a handstand? Try it. Perhaps yoga would be useful. You can look at the same exact place 3 times from 3 different angles and you WILL still miss beans that are right in front of your face. They are elusive little buggers. </div>
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2. If you see a bean, pick it. Immediately. Don't think that you will get that one when you make it to that section. Pick it now or you may not see it again until a week later when it is monstrous and inedible. See the last of the above statement for why. </div>
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4. Don't try to use those huge beans. I know it is heart breaking and maddening to take all of that time and effort to grow them, tend to them, pick them, and then not be able to use them, but they aren't worth it. I throw them out for the chickens and rabbits and even they won't touch them! That should tell you something. Definitely don't waste time canning them. You will end up with a hard stringy mess, no matter how hard you try to get every last string. Those that are on the edge about liking beans will turn away from them for good and those that love them will still lose their liking for them as much. We spent the winter eating beans like that. </div>
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5. If you don't have enough beans for a canner load or aren't ready to eat them right away snap them, put in a pot of cold water and place in fridge. They will last like this for a couple days. If the beans were left for a day or two without being snapped and are a bit wilted this will also perk them back up. They are wilty because they lost water and once it is replaced they firm back up. Or blanch them and feeze them. </div>
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6. Don't forget to use your beans! That was a LOT of time put into growing, tending, picking, and snapping! If (when) this happens you may go through the <a href="https://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/me-we/201406/the-7-stages-grieving-breakup">7 stages of grief</a> . It is normal and you will get through it. It will instill a whole new determination to never let it happen again. It will happen again...</div>
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7. There will be a new level of appreciation for a jar of green beans that would never be understandable to anyone who buys the limp beans in cans at the store. Like all food grown and/or preserved yourself, that little jar will be beautiful and nearly priceless. While most canned food is stuck in the back of cabinets, these seem to deserve a place of prominence. Perhaps on a shelf for all to see and admire. It is hard to even open them initially after a summer spent working to get them to that point, but once that first taste is had those jars go like the wind. Gifting them to someone is a big thing and should not be taken lightly. Nothing is more insulting, hurtful, and anger inducing than to gift these treasures to someone and then have them cast aside or wasted. Blood, sweat, and tears. Enough said. </div>
Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-33320098723641862792015-06-14T13:07:00.003-05:002015-06-18T13:53:59.002-05:00Rainy DaysIt has been raining every day here for at least a week. The grass is growing up outside. The garden needs to be tended to. The pumpkins that are taking over the greenhouse need to be planted... somewhere. I really want to crawl up beside Liam and take a nap with him. The dreary skies leave me feeling drained. It probably helps that Liam hasn't went more than 2 hours without waking me up at night since in at least 5 months. He slept through the night as a newborn, but that has long since past. Maybe someday I will get to sleep again. Until then seeing his smiling face and getting baby snuggles will keep me going.<br />
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Lots of canning has been happening. All of the tomatoes from the you-pick have been turned to sauce. Last count was 15 quarts and 2 pints, plus several jars and a 2 quart bowl that either didn't seal or make it into the canner. The bell peppers were cut up and frozen. I believe we ended up with 6 gallon bags full. I have been sneaking outside long enough to pick green beans between storms and managed to make a canner load last night. 13 pints of green beans put up. Many more to go. The onions that were put on the back porch to dry were not brought in before the rain started. Major fail on my part. I covered them, but since they were damp I left them out to dry... except it hasn't stopped raining long enough for it to happen. The chickens are helping the situation go from bad to worse by taking bites out of each of the onions. They don't even like onions! They just have to taste them and do enough damage to let the water seep in. Many are getting soft and rotting. Tomorrow it is supposed to stop raining. Once they are dry I will survey the damage. Hopefully most can be saved. I may be doing a lot of dehydrating. I had hoped to be able to do that in our new shop because the dehydrators really heat up the house, which needs no help. And the whole house smells of onions complete with burning watering eyes. Alas, the shop has yet to be built. We need sun for that too. The giant pile of brush hasn't even been burned yet.<br />
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So much to do that it is overwhelming if I think about it. I think instead I will be lazy today and not stress about it. I will enjoy playing with my sweet baby, share some jokes with my son, maybe do some planning with my husband, and perhaps even partake in a much needed nap. Or maybe what I really need is a big cup of coffee... or two. Groceries should happen today. Be still my mind.Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-82231690294206576582015-06-06T12:56:00.003-05:002015-06-06T12:56:50.764-05:00U-Pik<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yesterday, Keegan and I spent the morning at the you-pick. Liam and daddy stayed home. Even though it is nice to eat local, hand picked veggies, they are not organic and little man didn't need to be in the middle of all of the pesticides. I washed all of the veggies thoroughly before bringing them inside (and then bathed immediately). I may be paranoid but pesticides scare me and I actually considered not going this year because of them. It isn't any worse than what we get at the store once they are washed though, and I'm always paranoid about the garden not producing as much as we will need so better to be safe than sorry.<br />
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We had fun! The onions are on the back porch in the sun drying. My table is completely full of tomatoes waiting to be turned into sauce. A clothes basket of bell peppers are sitting in my kitchen floor waiting to be diced and either dehydrated or frozen. First I need to cook a giant, left-over creating meal and something else to put in the fridge to alternate it with. I'm thinking meatloaf with lots of sides of veggies and Tuna Pasta Salad. Both will use up a ton of veggies and keep everyone full long enough to process all of this stuff! This is when the real work begins. I always get so happy when I am picking and bringing stuff home and then when I see it all piled up and waiting on me I start getting overwhelmed. Well I know how the next few days will be spent. Better get started! Hope everyone is having a beautiful day!Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-26090042796291390622015-06-06T12:38:00.000-05:002015-06-06T12:38:03.836-05:00"God Grant Me The Serenity...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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To accept the things I can not change<br />
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I finally took the time to give my Serenity Garden a little love a few days ago. Still needs more work, but some weeding and leaf mulch seems to have gone a long way. My plants look happy. I even saw a hummingbird eating from one of the Canna lillies.<br />
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Everyone needs a little serenity in their life.Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-20645467323946827282015-06-02T22:05:00.000-05:002015-06-18T13:59:03.997-05:00As the days get longer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The tomatoes have been tied. It actually happened a few days ago, but I just managed to get pictures this afternoon. I love the way these plants are trellised. It takes a bit to tie each plant but after that it is so simple to keep up. Each plant has a piece of jute twine tied beneath the first set of leaves and then tied off to the top of the trellis. Every few days I just loop the twine around the new growth. As they sprout side shoots I will tie those off too. It keeps them fully supported and allows me to direct their growth where I want it. While it may seem like a lot of work, it really isn't. Especially when you consider that I have to inspect each plant carefully every few days anyway to keep on top of all of the eating things that seek to destroy my garden.<br />
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It is so hard to get a good picture in the dappled sunlight. When I tied them I also planted the last of the tomatoes out of the greenhouse that were too little yet to be planted last time. I finished out the rows and replaced a few plants that didn't make it. I only have 4 little egg yolk tomatoes left in case some of these don't make it. I tried to gift them to a couple of people and nobody was interested. That doesn't compute in my brain. They are beautiful heirloom tomatoes, grown from seed. Grown from the seed that I painstakingly saved from the most perfect tomatoes off of the most perfect plants I harvested out of my completely organic garden last year so they are a well adapted to our area. I'd rather keep them myself then give them to people that wouldn't appreciate them anyway.<br />
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These are some of the egg yolk tomatoes. The first tomatoes to produce. These aren't even in my tomato rows. I keep finding them sprouting all over the yard! They are hardy little buggers. I only planted maybe 9 of them this year because I don't use the little tomatoes as much. I have an entire row of amish paste. One third of a row of beefsteak tomatoes that my father in-law gave me, most of the rest of the row are Cherokee purple plants, and then there are 6 egg yolk tomatoes at the end of that row. A couple others were placed in spots to replace plants that didn't make it. Some were volunteers like these that I found sprouting. <br />
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These huge tomato plants coming up in the middle of the weeds taking over the other half of my garden are examples of the volunteers. I stuck stakes in the ground to help them but other than that they are just surviving on their own. I have even found them in the front yard and under my shed. I assume that the birds spread the seeds last year. It is really impressive. At some point perhaps I will bring my piglets home to clear this part of the garden. Until then I might get tomatoes.<br />
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This is what the area looks like where we are building the shop. Those logs to the right are designated to replace rotten logs around the small garden beds. It has been too wet to move them with the tractor without damaging the yard. Today was the first rain-free day in over a week. Maybe tomorrow we can move them out of the way and try to burn that pile.<br />
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My herb bed got new border logs too. It looks like an actual garden bed now instead of a dug up spot of yard. Now if I can keep the chickens out of it and find some good topsoil I can try to get some more herbs plants. So far there are only two mint and two oregano plants. I hope the mint spreads like crazy like it is supposed to. Being out in the center of the yard means that I can mow down any runners that escape from the bed.<br />
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The pumpkin plants that I planted in anticipation of a pig-tilled garden to plant them have started to take over the greenhouse. I'm not sure what I'm going to do with them but whatever it is it needs to happen soon. From what I hear, squash don't do well being transplanted so the sooner the better. The lady that has the piglets has reassured me that she has 3 earmarked for me and if they get too big she will bring them to me. She just hasn't had the time for us to come pick them up yet. They are free-range and have to be caught first.<br />
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Liam likes helping mommy in the garden. He likes to taste test the produce. We have high quality standards around here and can never be too careful. He especially likes to taste the sugar snap peas and cucumbers. He gets excited when we get near that part of the garden and starts bouncing in his sling. The cucumbers I wipe the spikes off of and take a bite off of one end. Liam can handle it from there. The peas he chews down to the shell with no help at all. <br />
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The bean arches are doing wonderfully. I have to pick beans every other day. I still haven't managed to get enough at once to make a pressure canner load. Now that the vines are spreading over the top of the arches I hope to get more beans at a time. The cucumber bed looks bare. What I thought were huge, vigorous cucumber vines sprouted white flowers. Apparently, despite my best efforts to eradicate the invasive gourds from that part of the garden, they got through my defenses by pretending to be cucumbers. I pulled them all up. Now the cucumbers have room to grow and are doing much better. I wish the same could be said for me poor zucchini plants. They were so big and pretty. Until a stupid chicken managed to hop the fence. A few minutes of scratching caused major destruction. I hope to get a few more zucchini before they succumb to the diseases they are sure to get with all of those open wounds. The chickens should be very very happy that I haven't figured out how to acquire to superpower of shooting lightening bolts from my eyes.<br />
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Do you see what I see? Momma guinea has been sitting on a clutch of at least 20 eggs for over a week. She chose a wonderful location. My wildflower bed. She is really close to the house so the dogs will hopefully be able to protect her at night. And she can enjoy the pretty flowers while she sits day in and day out. I hope we have lots of guinea babies! We are down to 6 adults now. I'm sad to say that I had no luck at all with the turkey eggs in the incubator. When I find Tabby's new nest I will try again.<br />
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The figs are doing great!<br />
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The blueberry bushes are about to explode! I have found two ripe berries this week. Both were given to Liam. Soon we will have more than we know what to do with.<br />
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The strawberry bed has never looked this good! Apparently the chickens did more damage to it than I realized. Just keeping them out has allowed the plants to take off. The berries are tiny though. Perhaps number will make up for size next year.<br />
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My canna lilies are blooming. My poor serenity garden desperately needs love and attention. I have been hyper focused on the food producing parts of the homestead, animals, and keeping the grass mowed when I have any baby free time. Baby-free outside work time is very limited. Liam still likes to be attached to mommy at almost every second (including all night long and while he is sleeping during the day). Farm chores are more like a triage. Assess what needs to be done most urgently. All other things get looked over. Flowers are non essential. They make me happy though. I should give them higher priority. I love how different flowers bloom at different times. I have flowers in bloom all year long. Serenity is much needed. <br />
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Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-46071925488263993502015-05-26T14:20:00.000-05:002015-06-18T13:53:43.043-05:00Destruction ZoneBecause before construction can begin, destruction must precede. One of the big projects that we have been putting off for far too long is building a shop. We either don't have enough time or enough money. This year money was put up from taxes and was not allowed to be touched in expectation for the summer when Brad and Keegan are out of school. Other big projects we plan to achieve this summer are replacing the floors where we have had water damage in the past, sealing the roof, and fixing the vehicles (both my poor old car and the SUV Brad's parents are being nice enough to let us use once it is running).<br />
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We are putting the shop/shed/building in the back just inside the treeline. We have gardens and fruit trees/bushes covering every other spot remotely close to the electric box and apparently the wire to run electricity to the building is very expensive, so close is good. Brad borrowed a chainsaw and spent the day earlier this week cutting down trees in a place where only scraggly weedy trees stood. Only one big healthy tree was downed, and it was a pine that was a danger to the roof anyway. He also took down huge rotten oak that was falling apart and shading the pecan tree we discovered on the property a few weeks ago. While brad cut branches off Keegan stacked the brush to be burned in place.<br />
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The big logs were cut in 6 foot lengths so I can use them to replace rotten logs in my small above ground garden this fall. The smaller ones are going to border my herb garden and flower beds. Yesterday while I was stealing some time between rain storms (which have been nearly constant lately) I was cutting and placing some of the smaller logs in the flower beds yesterday. In my infinite wisdom, I was doing it in flop flops. One day I will learn. I managed to drag a log in such a way that I popped the nail completely off of my big toe. After screaming at air for a few minutes I quietly came inside and tended to it since Liam was napping. Now that I don't tear up just thinking about it I find it quite amusing to gross Keegan out with it.<br />
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It is supposed to rain for the next week. Thankfully it isn't as bad as it has been other places. I am praying for all those poor people in Texas that are dealing with severe floods right now. Hopefully we will get some work done outside soon. Now off to find some old shirts or something to rip up so that I can tie tomatoes whenever I get a rain-free few minutes to slip off to the garden. So glad I have above ground beds that shed excess water.<br />
<br />Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-86302105083389144662015-05-12T20:31:00.001-05:002015-06-18T13:54:20.086-05:00Happy TuesdayYesterday evening it was supposed to rain. A definite change from the hot, sunny, beautiful (and very dry) weather we have been having. No better time to plant tomatoes! The little tomato plants were starting to get really tall and leggy. Just the way I like them. Any taller and they would start falling over and then get sickly.<br />
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Brad took Liam with him to pick Keegan up from school, since he was desperate for a nap and just wouldn't throw in the towel. A car ride is the perfect remedy. As soon as they left I headed outside to plant. Over thee hours later about 100 tomato plants had found their new home. As usual, I pinched the leaves off the sides and buried them in a trench up to their top set of leaves. They look tiny now just barely poking above the hay mulch. Because any part of the stem buried underground will root, the tomatoes do so much better during the super hot summers when planted that way. I finished as the wind was beginning to blow and the sky looked ominously dark. I worried that the storm might actually be too rough and damage the little plants, but I watered them anyway because I know how my luck typically works. By that time Liam needed his mommy so Brad handed him to me and we picked our first mess of green beans just in time for the rain to start falling. It rained... sprinkled, for maybe 5 minutes. And the 100% chance of rain today? Not a cloud in the sky. Oh well.<br />
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Since I emptied all of those containers out of the greenhouse, what better to do than fill it back up? I replanted all of the containers with acorn squash, butternut squash, jarrahdale pumpkins, Connecticut field pumpkins, Australian Butter Squash (also a pumpkin), and watermelons. The section that they will go in the pigs need to till and I am having a really difficult time nailing down a time to go get them. I know that I am saving money on feed, and I can't complain when I am being gifted 3 pigs, but I really want my pigs! I need to train them to the electric and let them till the garden before it is too late to plant corn, squash, and melons. It is already, arguably, too late. Brad says that I should just stop stressing and it will all happen in good time. He is probably right. In the meantime, Keegan and I set up the hog ring on Mother's Day so everything is ready when we finally get the green light to pick up the piglets.<br />
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While on the subject of new farm babies, I set turkey eggs in the incubator a little over a week ago. They should be hatching (if all goes well) on the 31st. There are a baker's dozen. I only want perhaps 4 to go in the freezer. Toddlers and free ranging turkeys don't go well together, so I am getting out of turkeys for a while. I will keep yellow and tabby, but all others are destined for the freezer. I may gift any "extras" to the lady I am getting the pigs from if she would like them.<br />
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In other baby news, Liam is getting huge! He is army crawling at the speed of light and in to EVERYTHING! I can't believe how big he is getting. He is getting to the stage where nothing is safe. He crawls, climbs (yes he climbs right up the back of the couch!), cruises around on the furniture. He has to touch everything he sets his little yes on and each thing he see he makes the sweetest little "hmmm?" like he is so curious about it. I love this age!<br />
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I can't believe it! This year is going by so quickly. Busy days tend to fly by. Brad is finishing up his finals and all of Keegan's end of the school year stuff has begun. We really enjoyed is spring concert last week and tonight is the band banquet. It should be fun. Hopefully Liam agrees. I don't want to leave him with anyone so he goes everywhere with us. He is usually very well mannered when out and about, but band functions can be quite long. Many things are happening around the homestead as well. One of our peach trees is covered in peaches! Despite the other tree blooming first, it has no peaches. Not sure why?<br />
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The green beans have reached the top of the arch! I saw a couple of ladybugs hanging out on the leaves. Sadly, I also saw some aphids. I guess where you have one...<br />
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We will have beans soon!<br />
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Keegan turned my herb garden plot and amended it with as much compost as we had left after the big garden got most of it. I need to find some more because this soil is terrible. I will be planting herbs soon!<br />
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The tomatoes are doing wonderfully! I want to keep them in the greenhouse for a bit longer. They are much easier to keep up with and water properly when they are all in one little area. A few of the last seeding of peppers in those large center pots are starting to come up. Hopefully the rest will soon follow.<br />
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The zucchini is looking marvelous.<br />
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Elliot looks pretty good herself.<br />
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The above ground portion of the big garden is done and ready to be planted! Two rows of tomato trellises are already up, everything is amended with compost, and the mulch is down. Keegan was nice enough to stand in the row to show size. He is about 6ft tall and standing in the center of the row. Once the tomatoes fill in we will barely be able to walk down this row (if all goes well). The other half of the garden will house the pigs in a few weeks. They will till the soil and fertilize it, then corn, pumpkins, and melons will be planted. I may start some of them int he greenhouse soon.<br />
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My sweet little monster man is checking out the garden too.<br />
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The blueberries are insane!<br />
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And the flower beds are still intact. Apparently the pine cones are doing their job. Who knew? I will be using this concept for many things now.<br />
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The piglets are weaned and ready to be picked up. The people we are getting them from have been working off of the farm but will hopefully be back to let us pick them up in the next couple days. Lots to do. Life is good.Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-43371172444791248562015-04-25T21:14:00.002-05:002015-04-25T21:14:58.143-05:00Seedling FailSince it rained heavily last night and this afternoon I mostly worked in the greenhouse today. As it turns out, that is where I needed to focus my attention anyway. I failed to pay attention to the fact that the ground the greenhouse is standing on isn't flat. It didn't seem like a big deal. Failure on my part. Water pooled in the dips, which happened to be where my flats of peppers were sitting. The poor little seedlings couldn't take overabundance of water. Very few germinated at all and the ones that did aren't looking too hot. That paired with the fact that I think there is some kind of plant eating insect in there topping the smallest seedlings. Shelves really need to be figured out for the next round of seedlings to keep them off of the ground and allow them to drain properly. Probably in the fall.<br />
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I replanted all of the peppers. Mostly, I scattered seeds in large pots rather than planting in the flats again. We'll see if it works better. We use so many peppers that if they don't turn out it will hurt us. The tomatoes are doing well at least. I transplanted quite a few that were seeded too heavily. I'm afraid to put the number of each type in writing for fear that they will be smited for being too sure of myself.<br />
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To make room in the higher spots on the greenhouse floor I cleared a bunch of stuff out. I planted the pomegranate trees in larger pots and placed them and the "Hawaiian Lei" tree on the back porch. All of the "Clearance rack" flowers and ornamental plants went into flower beds. Finally. And I repotted the herbs to hold them over until I can get the herb garden turned over.<br />
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I spoke to the lady I am getting piglets from. She said they are weaned and ready to go! I plan to get them this coming week. The pig waterer, feeder, and hog ring need to be prepared. I expect issues with the waterer. There always are. Waterers are evil.<br />
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Allergies are also evil. We are all suffering from seasonal allergies. Liam included. He is snotty and wheezy. Not sleeping. Neither are the rest of us as a result. The poor guy has also been dealing with another, more serious allergy. His ear infection was being treated with penicillin, which he apparently is allergic too, like his big brother. He broke out in polka dots. Luckily, I was paranoid about it after Keegan having such a bad reaction when he was little, so as soon as I saw spots I stopped giving it to him and called the doctor. The reaction wasn't very severe. I caught it ridiculously early. His ears aren't better yet, though. I think they are playing a role in the lack of sleep too. We go back to the doctor on Friday. I think I will probably take him sooner if he doesn't act like he is feeling better soon. Even sick, he is such a happy baby. And smart! He learned to crawl and sit on his butt from his belly this week. Walking while holding onto furniture, pulling up by himself, and crawling. Things are about to get real.<br />
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So my day was spent planting flowers before they withered up. Of course, I really have no idea what it was that I planted. Most of them she said were lilies. I have no idea what kind. There were a lot of what appeared to be gladiolus and then a bunch of monkey grass. I hope I got everything planted in places that they will be happy. I mostly just tucked them in where every I could find space in my flower beds, a lot of which are pretty shady. That sounds easier than it is since the soil here is rock hard and compacts immediately when water is added. My vegetable garden beds have had a massive amount of work done to them to prevent this, but the flower beds don't usually get the same kind of love. Not enough time or resources. We will see how they do.<br />
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While I was finishing up planting the last of the plants, completely exhausted, itchy from mosquitoes, and rushing because Brad couldn't finish his homework while on baby duty, I was watching the chickens scratching around my newly planted beds and thinking about how lucky they were that I couldn't shoot lightening bolts from my eyes right at that moment. Red the rooster ran by to have his way with a hen, getting a pine cone stuck on his toe in the process. He hopped around trying to pull it off his toe with his beak and avoiding the area that was sprinkled with cones from the towering pine trees above and I had an epiphany. The chickens always seem to avoid pine cone strewn areas. They are prickly and unpleasant. Perhaps if I put them places I don't want them scratching they will avoid those places too! So I did. It is just an experiment, but as of this afternoon all of the mulch, plants, and pine cones are still in place. That. Never. Happens... Ever. Anything I plant seems to be the most amazing thing in the world and the chickens just MUST eat it, scratch it up, and destroy it. Immediately. If this works I will be on the hunt for loads of pine cones in the future. Good thing I live in south Mississippi.Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-48805537682777246892015-04-20T13:44:00.001-05:002015-04-20T13:44:44.975-05:00We've Made Garden Progress!Like, actual, honest to goodness progress in the big garden! It rained for a week straight, and I have 4 (now 3) days before another week of rain so yesterday I decided to buckle down and get it done. The problem is, once I cut the weeds the soil will erode unless mulched. But before the mulch goes down compost has to be added. So it has to be all done at once before any rain or not done at all. It was a family affair. Brad and Liam spent the day inside. It was the longest continual period of time I have gotten to work on stuff outside since Liam has been born. Daddy fed him, and changed him, and even got him to sleep! I just popped in to nurse him a few times and snuck back out. It was amazing!<br />
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While Liam and Daddy were inside, Keegan and I were outside. In true teenage fashion, Keegan was forced, kicking and screaming... ok fine. Not <i>actually</i> kicking and screaming, but grumbling, and groaning, and whining, and telling me how mean I am for not letting him play video games and watch tv inside on one of only two days off he gets a week. It didn't last too long though. It seems to be a detox withdraw kind of thing when teenagers are extracted from their lair and placed in bright sun away from all manner of bright flashy mind controlling electronics. Luckily he had a "replacement patch" of sorts in the form of his ipod which he used to text his friends at every available moment. Usually having a shovel propped against him as he waved his fingers around on the screen, appearing to be casting some sort of spell on it. How do they type so fast with no keys?! I feel so old. I still refuse to get rid of my flip phone. I would really never accomplish anything if I could carry the internet around with me in my pocket!<br />
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Anyway, we finally got some stuff done. After the grumbling is over, I love working outside with Keegan. It is nice to be able to have decent conversations with him and laugh. He is a funny guy. Always making jokes and laughing. My favorite comedian and one of my very favorite people to spend the day with.<br />
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Before and after pictures make me happy too. Nothing makes me feel like I have accomplished more than when I have photographic evidence for comparison purposes. Unfortunately, I never remember to take the before picture until after I have started working. Just imagine all of the beds looking like the really grassy one on the left.<br />
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Keegan shoveling the remainder of the dirt out of the paths that I had just hoe'd (is that a verb?) loose. All of the mulch and a lot of the dirt from the beds get scratched into the paths during the winter by interloping chickens looking for overwintering bugs.<br />
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"You better not be taking a picture of me to put on your blog!"... ummm. No? Maybe? I was dead at the time!<br />
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Lots of weed eating, hoeing, shoveling, 12 gorilla carts of compost, countless armfuls of hay, and a gazillion ant bites later we have 2 completed and 2 partially completed garden rows. The two in the middle are going to be tomato rows. The trellis in the row to the right needs to be moved over and another one added. The old tomato row will host peppers this year. Still more work to get done in the next few days but this is definitely a good dent in it.<br />
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Preparing the garden instills a strange kind of exhilaration and joy in my heart because I know it is truly that time of year again. Time to garden. To see my hard work and effort in physical form. To nurture and grow plants that in turn will nurture us and help us to grow. It is hard to describe and I feel a bit silly just seeing it written down. I guess you have to be one of the few that feel the same way to understand. It really is a kind of passion.<br />
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<br />Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-42617150959794879512015-04-17T21:37:00.001-05:002015-04-17T21:37:51.975-05:00Baby FoodOne of my favorite parts of having a baby to play with is feeding him. Yes, it is like I am a little girl with my own little baby doll. The cutest, most snuggly baby doll ever! His big brother being the exception... although he isn't quite as snuggly anymore. But he is still cute! Even 15 years ago (wow...), before I knew anything about processed food, pesticides, yada, yada, yada, I still felt guilty feeding Keegan that watery, nasty looking jarred baby food. I tasted everything before I gave it to him and only things I could handle eating made it to his little tummy. Even then, none of it was what I would call appetizing. I decided before even conceiving that not only would this little one be breast fed and cloth diapered, but I would be making his food too. He still gets a jar of food now and then. Primarily pears and applesauce.<br />
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My mom got Liam the best Christmas present! These little freezer trays are amazing! They freeze everything in little cubes. It takes 4-5 cubes for a serving, but it makes reheating it much easier than if they were in one big hunk of ice. It is also fun to combine cubes. Liam's favorite combos at the moment are 2 green bean + 3 butternut squash and 2 strawberry + 3 banana + oatmeal. I also cook with minimal ingredients and low salt/sugar so I can puree what we eat for him. He has been enjoying the turkey soup from scratch I made for us to help kick that cold we have had. He had that and a bowl of sweets and beets (sweet potatoes, beets, and onions baked until caramelized. Yum) that only he and I enjoy. Not all of his food is premade and pureed. We share a bowl of fresh avocado dip or yogurt most every morning. But this helps me make sure he gets a good variety of healthy food on a regular schedule. I'm not always good at making meals at specific times and sometimes I'm busy or exhausted and make fast easy stuff that isn't always so healthy. Yes... guilty. But Liam doesn't feel the effects. Yet. At the moment his freezer stores include, bananas, strawberries, butternut squash, green beans, sweets and beets, turkey soup, pear juice, sweet potatoes, and now carrots. Liam says YUM! Joker style.<br />
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We are feeling much better. Not 100% yet, but much better than we were. I finally got to put my contacts in this morning instead of having to live in glasses. I have a strange issue with feeling constricted with anything clinging to me. I can't wear scarves, watches, or anything similar because of it. Glasses make me feel like I am trying to work with a mask on. I'm so glad that my eyes are getting better.<br />
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Liam was feeling so much better that he took a good nap today. He hasn't been sleeping much since he hasn't been feeling well. I took the opportunity to plant the kale from the greenhouse into one of the small garden beds, mulch more heavily around the zucchini bed now that the plants are up, replant green beans in sparse areas, and plant butternut squash seeds under the trellis.<br />
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The guineas stopped by to check things out. They are, by far, my favorite homestead animals. There is next to no work involved in caring for them, but they do an amazing job keeping insects at bay. The guineas are also the least destructive of all of the homestead animals. And they don't hang out on the porches (poo-diculous)! Those two thing alone automatically puts them at the top of my list! I am down to 6, one of which has been limping and is missing some wing feathers. I assume it was trying to sit on a nest, which is always a dangerous thing to do. It is a trouper though and looks like it is going to make it. It can't fly with missing flight feathers so it sleeps somewhere on the ground at night. I tried putting it in the chicken coop at night but guineas don't dela well with any kind of human contact. At least mine don't. They like to be wild and free! I'm surprised every time I see the group and all are accounted for. Tough creatures.<br />
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The chickens got a nice big bag of pine shavings added to their coop and the roosts fixed. All of this rain makes for a stinky situation in a chicken coop if not kept up with. Happy chickens make lots (and lots and lots and lots... and lots) of eggs! Which are currently overflowing onto my counter. I need to remedy that and find something to use them in.<br />
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As much as I was hoping to get away with not moving chicken tractors all summer and processing birds later this year, the realization that I am down to my last jar of turkey broth brought me to my senses. Chicken and turkey will be sorely missed if we don't have it. Figuring out where to brood babies needs to commence. The tank was retired last year. The wood is rotten and broken in places and the run has been detached from the brooder. Must think on that.<br />
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My largest accumulation of azaleas appears to bloom twice every year. The huge bush is covered with light pink blooms, which die after about 2 weeks, only to be covered in light pink blooms again about a week later. An old fashioned rose has entwined itself through the azaleas and created a canopy on top of the bush. A remnant of someone else who once loved this property.
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Liam and I have still been finding rain-free time to have a walk-about at least once a day. He loves being outside. He is such a happy boy even when he feels like poo. Here are some pictures I took a couple days ago.<br />
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I love this greenhouse! I'm so glad I finally got one and that I found this one for such a great deal. It has been through some pretty strong wind and thunderstorms and is holding tough so far with only tent stakes holding it down.<br />
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I guess this could be caused by wind but all 3 pear trees are doing it but are leaning different directions even though they are only about 15 feet apart. Maybe they have gotten tall too fast and the leaves are weighing them down? This is the first time I have ever grown pear trees so I need to look this up and see if what I can find about it.<br />
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Winter wasn't good to this faucet. I need to replace it if I can ever remember to go to the hardware store during normal store hours. I always remember on weekends or at night. I also need to find another tub of some kind to put under this hose to hold water for the animals. I keep putting plastic bins there and they keep dry rotting. I tried using a chicken waterer there last summer, but I preferred using a tub of some kind because the water didn't get as hot. Also, the waterer was putting more weight on the connectors than they could take causing me to fix it or the animals be without water regularly. A tub is just easier.<br />
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The tomatoes came up a couple days ago and the peppers and eggplants are starting to poke through the soil too! Of all the fruits and veggies I grow tomatoes and peppers are by far my favorite. I need to get working on clearing the garden!<br />
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Half of the garden is going to be pigged and then be planted with corn, pumpkins, and melons. I have reserved 3 piglets already! A wonderful lady that has a CSA about 20 minutes south of us has offered some of her piglets. We met when she bought some of my turkey poults and we talked about my buying piglets last fall. She has kindly taken in some of my turkey babies since then when only 1 hatched or when my momma turkey was killed and left orphans. She is gifting us with these three because she said the momma is on the small side and they don't grow quite as fast, though they do end up being a good weight. I'm more than happy to take them on. Heritage and/or pastured pork doesn't usually grow quite as fast "Big Ag" would like anyway. I'm grateful for them. I want to get them young so I can hopefully do a better job training them to respect the electric fence this time around.<br />
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My Irises are blooming. Beauty abounds.Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-37137864561208281402015-04-10T14:06:00.000-05:002015-04-10T14:06:00.107-05:00Sweet Taste of Nature<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A couple days ago Liam and I spent a bit of time checking out the strawberry patch. I weeded and checked things over while he played in the mulch. As close as I watched him he still managed to get a few mosquito bites and apparently snacked on a bit of a leaf or two.<br />
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There were several little ripe berries. Liam taste tested one for me. He approves. They were really small though. I don't know if it is the type of plant or if they maybe need more water or fertilizer? The chickens never allowed a berry to ripen before so even though these plants have been here for probably 4-5 years, I only saw a berry maybe once... the first year. Before I had free ranging chickens running around everywhere.<br />
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The green beans are doing fantastically! Already just about tall enough to reach the trellis and start climbing. I finally cleared out the rest of these beds, fenced around all but 1 (ran out of netting), and mulched them all including adding layers to the onions now that they are all up. I mowed for the first time this year yesterday so it looks a bit better out there now than it did when I took this.<br />
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I planted tomatoes and peppers in the greenhouse about a week ago! None up yet, but I am anxiously waiting. I really need to start transplanting the stuff that is already growing in there outside to free up space. We are enjoying lots of salads from the beautiful greens in the back. MmMmM! No more store bought stuff!<br />
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Back in the small garden beds I planted cucumbers in this bed and zucchini in another. I have planted cucumbers in the big garden the last couple of years but they suffered "chicken damage" and got some kind of disease because of it. A few years ago I grew them in one of these small beds (before the big garden was there) and they did wonderfully. I had more than enough to make plenty of pickles with and some for slicing. That's all I need!<br />
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"Hello little cucumber plant! I'm so excited to see you already! I have lots of plans for you."<br />
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The blueberry bushes are LOADED with fruit. Even after Liam helping me to show it to the camera and the chickens clearing the bottom of the bushes of flowers when they were in bloom. They thought they were being so smart...<br />
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Einstein(rooster) is leading his hens to try to find berries or flowers to eat now. Yellow (turkey) could care less about the blueberries. He just wants to show me how pretty he is.<br />
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The Resurrection ferns think it is nice and moist outside. I love these!<br />
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It was such a beautiful day that even my camera was seeing sunshine and rainbows. It is very pretty out today too now that the rain has stopped for a bit. Perhaps Liam and I will go for a walk. He has been sleeping most of the day because his cold has gone to his chest and he(myself and Brad as well) is feeling pretty rough. He just woke up and is trying his best to type too. Time to get my butt back in gear, and my arm to wake up after having him sleeping on it for over an hour, too afraid to put him down lest I wake the poor sick baby. Alas, he woke in force and is ready to plunder. Arrrr!Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-36349627512922807962015-04-07T23:04:00.001-05:002015-04-08T13:24:33.147-05:00Strawberry Pickin'<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaGPYWmc7HuUpZFsYutAVAmCB0sGYpGGAjDw0a2rRL4Ns_nlhu6M8koE8czaZSSR9wP-Tc3a4ctFXqFnq22UEN6FQx-kofYh2sQl1Xic8dYJH28icUiZKQ4p1fzRnBldePnhN6l7JiRUY/s1600/SAM_0894.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaGPYWmc7HuUpZFsYutAVAmCB0sGYpGGAjDw0a2rRL4Ns_nlhu6M8koE8czaZSSR9wP-Tc3a4ctFXqFnq22UEN6FQx-kofYh2sQl1Xic8dYJH28icUiZKQ4p1fzRnBldePnhN6l7JiRUY/s1600/SAM_0894.JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a>Saturday morning we packed into the car and headed to the you-pick. With it being Easter weekend things were a bit chaotic and I probably should have waited until this coming weekend, but Friday was my birthday and the only thing I wanted was to go pick strawberries. So that is what we did! We picked 4 gallons, one of them was for my in-laws. Liam didn't know what to think about all of those red things. I am still paranoid about him being exposed to pesticides so we brought soap and water to wash up right there at the field before touching him.<br />
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Saturday evening we celebrated Easter at Brad's parents with his brothers and their families. It was fun. I really enjoy us all getting together on the holidays. Sunday should have been reserved for processing strawberries, but alas, it was a lazy day and I was overwhelmed by the mess that had overtaken the house. That tends to happen if I'm not constantly on top of cleaning, like when doing a lot of baking and cooking for Easter.<br />
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Liam and I managed to catch some kind of sickness from the kids on Saturday. The last 2 night have been rough. No sleep at all. But the strawberries had to be dealt with regardless, so that is what I spent today doing. It went faster and easier than I had expected. I was dreading it because I really don't feel well and Liam needs lots of snuggle time when he doesn't feel well.<br />
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All done! With 3 gallons of berries I managed to freeze 2 trays of mashed berries for Liam to add to his oatmeal or bananas. I made 2 batches of jam. The first is pepper jam made with jalapenos I chopped and froze last summer. The second was a low sugar plain jam. I believe I got 6 pints and 3 half pints of the pepper jam and 5.5 pints of the plain. Why is it that jam recipes never have processing time for pints? Half pints just seem so... small. I have already tested the pepper jam with tortillas. MmMmMmM! I will have no problem making sure it gets eaten. I hope the plain jam gets eaten too. I still have somewhere around 10 pint and 10 half pints of blueberry jam left from last year that nobody seems interested in. I hate things going to waste! I need to find a recipe that I could use it for I guess. The blueberry pepper jam didn't have that problem. I love pepper jam! It helps that it clears my sinuses too. I hope Liam and I get rid of this crud soon.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Even the cool teenager got in on the berry picking, although this year it was against his will <br />and he was just trying to get it done so we could go home. He will appreciate the memories<br />someday... </td></tr>
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Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498269534745369394.post-88817843759613094292015-04-01T13:46:00.001-05:002015-04-01T13:46:41.981-05:00At a loss<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I have read many blogs and seen many people with small children garden and tend to their farm. It seems so natural and wonderful to see kids alongside their parents working the land. I had visions of my beautiful gardens flourishing and the animals frolicking in the fields, all my doing, and all with my little guy at my side. Now that the time has come for these dreams to come to life, I am at a loss. How?<br />
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Maybe I just need advice and am missing something? Perhaps I just have a much more high needs child than most people I have seen? Is it possible that everything I have seen and read are lies? I have a hard time believing that is the case. I'm just at a loss. How do parents (breastfeeding mothers in particular) get farm chores and garden planting done with a little one in tow? Maybe it is because both parents actively work on the homestead? Around here it is just me unless I need help with something specific. I baby wear, but it is just too hot here for a full baby carrier outside and a sling just doesn't offer enough support to do vigorous things like digging or hoeing the garden. Fireants (and turkeys) prevent me from putting him on the ground to play for more than a minute or two while I garden. I have a playpen that I bought specifically to protect him from the fireants and turkeys but it takes more time to set up than he will sit in it. Little Liam likes mommy to hold him. All. The. Time. Which is fine because I am basking in the joy of having my sweet little blessing, but things still have to get done. Brad can amuse him for short periods, but not ever for long and he is gone a good amount of the time. I also don't understand what people do about all of the mosquitoes, gnats, no see-ums, and biting flies? I hate the thought of using insect repellent on his little body but wouldn't wish being eaten alive by the massive swarm of biting things that live here on anyone, let alone my sweet baby.<br />
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I guess I am kind of overwhelmed at the vast amount of things that need to be done and the complete inability to do them. I'm a "go out and get it done" kind of person. I love working hard and accomplishing things. Sitting around and looking at all of the stuff I need to do and not being able to do it is more than my brain can wrap itself around. Liam and I take a walk around the homestead at least once a day. He loves being outside. Just not enough to let me put him down and be productive. Just enough to let me carry him around to look at all of the pretty things that mommy needs to do. It has started really stressing me out. I know that there is a season for all things and this too shall pass, but it will pass too late for me to get the garden planted and we will have to go without this winter. I am at a complete loss. What am I doing wrong? I'm not even upset that everyone else makes it look so easy, because nothing about homesteading is actually as easy as it is made to look. I'm just confused how it is apparently possible for others and I can't figure it out. I need enlightenment.Kristinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12865184766737139986noreply@blogger.com0