Frank Jr works part-time for a neighbour. Harry is 60 or 61, still working full time, and trying to have a small farm. Heni, Harry's wife also works full time. Crazy. They work evenings and try to farm during the day. Anyways, they finally have taken a well deserved break. It probably helps that they have family visiting from Holland! They went to visit other relatives and to show some sites to the visiting relatives for a week. Frank Jr, has been going over there twice a day, to feed and water the goats and to check on the sheep and cows.
Harry asked me to milk his little nanny goat.
The milk from this little girl help feed two kids. This is the very time in my life that I have ever milked a goat. I couldn't get over, how smooth her teats were. So unlike Misty.
Frank pitchin hay to some of the goats. The little one following him, is one of the kids that get bottle fed.
Instead of heading back to the garden to pull weeds, like a good girl should have done, I went mushroom picking. I was heading to Frank's favourite spot, on the East side of the dugout. I look back towards the dugout and the house. Ah, I just thought it warranted a photo. It didn't turn out to bad, eh?
Back to mushroom picking.
I was after these little beauties. Boletes. We have picked and ate alot of these this summer. The past few years have not been kind to our favourite past-time of foraging for Boletes. But this past month with all the rain, has really made these babies pop their heads up.
After cleaning them all--need to cut out the wormy bits--some will get fried with supper and the others I can. I will show you in another post how I do it.
Little Bear came mushroom picking with me.
I found a few of these mushrooms growing everywhere. I looked in my book but I can't figure out kind of 'shroom it is. If any of you have an idea, please let me know.
I try not to go into the garden when it is muddy. I don't like to 'pack' the soil and make it hard or leave 'holes' in the soil. But when it has been raining as much as it has, and the weeds grow regardless the weather or temperature, I had to put aside my silly notions and start tackling some of those weeds.
I managed to get two rows weeded before my bladder called me back to the house. I want an outhouse!! I tossed three 5-gallon pails, packed full of weeds and grass over the fence to the chickens. Which they all relished with delight!
In this northern climate, I have a tendency to wear socks or slippers pretty much for eight months of the year- well lately it seems more often- but as rule there is four months were I don't wear any. My preferred footwear for the summer is flip flops or better yet, bare feet! And this how I garden.
My chubby little piggys!!
My beans are starting to climb their teepees! Everything is so late this year!
We finally managed to use up the mustard that Liz and Sid brought with them when they came to visit back in February. I have been wanting to make my own for sometime. But I am of the thinking, first use up the store bought-en junk and than on to the good stuff!!
This is the first time ever, for me to make mustard. It only minutes to prepare.
-into a small sauce pot add the following:
4 tbsp dry ground mustard
1/4 c water
3 tbsp vinegar
1/2 tsp flour
1/4 tsp salt plus 1/8 tsp salt
1/8 tsp turmeric
pinch of garlic powder and paprika
- bring to a boil and simmer for about five minutes stirring often
-remove pan from heat, let sit uncovered for about a minute than cover pot until cool
Cassie and young Ben came to visit three weeks ago. I know. A newly married woman and she is spending time with her mama on the farm!! And they want to start on their second child. I told her that wasn't going to happen with her at the farm and Mike at home!