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Fighting tomato blight with pennies
Smallest wood stoves
Propagating persimmons: Germinating seeds, grafting, and transplanting
How many batteries do I need for my solar panels?
Automatic chicken door
A year ago this week:
Tall vine harvesting notes
High-density pear trees
Sharpening chainsaw chain with grinding stone
Pie(s) are squared
Walden Effect Facebook page
Abigail pounded on her door
this morning until it busted open.
Every fifteen years or so, Mom pulls a 1974 Good Housekeeping
article out of her hat and makes me read it. I wish I could share the
whole thing, but it's still under copyright, so I'll just sum it up with
the title and subtitle:
"I Remember, I Remember": My 97-year-old mother tells about Thanksgiving when she was a girl --- cornmeal johnnycakes, five kinds of pie, turkey, goose and capon, blueberry flummer. And all the family home.
I think I can probably sneak in another little quote about pies without being sued:
"The pies that kept well --- apple, mince and cranberry --- had been made --- all three dozen of them --- a month or so before and laid out on the attic floor. All the women pitched in now to make squash and blueberry pies...."
Monday was turkey pickup day. Our friends
let us drop by early so we'd be sure to get home before dark, which
means we got to see the whole butchering operation in action.
The farmers apologized
profusely because...the turkeys are too big this year! "That's good,
right?" I asked. "More money for you?"
By way of apology, they
offered a pack of last year's bacon. I think I know who got the sweeter
end of that deal. Thanks for the awesome pastured meat!
I wore Mark out driving in a huge loop through multiple big cities today, so I'm stealing his posting spot to make up for it.
We've been writing a lot
about dead animals lately, so I figured you might enjoy seeing some live
ones. Here's Artemesia eating honeysuckle...just because.
What was Abigail up to when that picture was taken? Straining to get to a pile of discarded mangels that I'd pulled out of the fridge root cellar when she refused to eat even aged, carefully chopped mangels.
Well, I guess I do understand goats. If you think of them as vegetarian cats with hooves, everything becomes much clearer.
2015 is gonna be the year we stop letting hot air escape out the back door.
I "hunted" our 2015 deer
from the couch and shot the button buck through the front window. The
hardest part was waiting for the goats to move out of the way so I was
positive I wouldn't injure anyone I cared about via friendly fire.
Venison as percent of annual meat consumption:
Amount of damage deer do to our garden compared to their food value:
There's still time for us
to bag another deer this year, and we certainly wouldn't mind the
additional delicious, pastured meat. But I've found that once either-sex
rifle season starts in earnest, the critters get much wilier and I can
no longer hunt them from the trailer. For example, my neighbors on one
side tell me they've already killed five deer so far this year, and I
suspect the neighbors on the other side are equally productive. A pretty
average year here in deer-central, where hunters fill their freezers in
November to feed them all year long.
This morning I woke up to the
sound of gunfire.
A couple of you asked for more information on Mark's first Red Ranger butchering post. In case you missed it, I commented with lots of stats here.
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