Thursday, June 30, 2011
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
After an observant spring, watching the mating rituals of heritage turkeys and collecting countless eggs, the result is somewhat astounding! I have a brood in the barn of over 100 turkey poults. All these little gaffers came from my own breeding stock!
Hopefully with my limited (4 year) experience raising turkeys and my gathered research, this should be a successful year in the turkey business. Now the job is to raise them up, keep them happy and healthy, and put them out to pasture when the time is right. These birds will once again be available for Christmas.
How can something this fluffy and cute turn into this?
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Life as a farmer is pretty grim...just ask the two in the photo.
To peruse the article click here (although kind of outdated)
Photo credit: Nigel Dixon
Monday, June 20, 2011
We typically do not celebrate these days (Mother's day, Father's day, School bus driver's day) because we relish in what we call "regular" days. The normal day when we work hard, enjoy each others company and finish it all off with some really great meals. It drives me mad when I am listening to the radio and hear commercial after commercial insisting we need to buy this and that for our fathers. We do make something special for each other on our allotted days, which is usually in the form of something yummily (yep, it is a real word...) edible.
So yesterday I made a rhubarb fool for the "Daddy" of the house. It was easy to make, I literally winged it together but it turned out really tasty.
Here goes my slap happy recipe:
-Cut up rhubarb and stew it down. I stewed mine with golden sugar and half of a vanilla bean. Season to taste- if you like it tart take it easy on the sugar.
-Once the rhubarb is nice, soft and mushy, take it for a ride in the food processor.
-I then added gelatin to the recipe because I wanted a more pudding- like consistency (optional)
- cool the mixture,whip up some cream, and layer it up! Delish!
You could do a variation of this with so many different fruit (apple, peach, blueberry, strawberry)We did a little ab-lib thing today for Mark and here is what the kids had to say (the writing in italics is what they had to say...).
My Dad likes to wear his shirts 10 days in a row (Nate)
His hair is brown and he has black eyes. (Lucas)
He is smart because he knows almost everything. (Nate)
My favourite thing about my Dad is he has a beard. (Lucas)
If I could give my Dad anything it would be my heart. (Nate)
If I could give my Dad anything it would be marshmallows and chocolate. (Lucas)(the heart one literally makes my knees wobble.
Happy regular day today and ever other Daddy!
I found the ad lib idea from here.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Saturday, June 11, 2011
From the country...
We have had some long, trying days here on the farm and evenings were we have turned to each other and asked "Will it ever end?". Nights when I wanted to cry along side the baby. Days that have been filled with challenges- so many responsibilities pushing and pulling us in so many different directions. We have 3 children, 2 dogs, 2 cats, a barn full of chickens, chicks, turkeys, and ducks, an old farm house, greenhouses, fields to tend to, and markets to get ready for all in a strict timeline to be able to make a living . This week we had to attend to these everyday tasks with one slight twist- no electricity. A sudden storm left us with no electricity for nearly three days.
So on top of all our regular duties we had a generator to borrow and hook up so we could keep the incubator running, the chicks warm and the meat in the freezers from thawing. We had to drive around to friends and neighbours to beg, steal and borrow water so we could wash our dishes, water our livestock and flush our toilet. We pulled buckets out of our well so we could wash our produce and get it ready for market.
I have people comment on how idyllic our lives must be to be with our children, close to the land, growing food. It is a lifestyle and one that I am proud to own but sometimes I wring my dirt stained hands in pure exhaustion. Would I change this life? No, but I would add a few more hours to the day or make time stand still so I could take a nap and not feel guilty.
I love our life, I really do but sometimes it all feels like much too much. Maybe a just need a better perspective. Maybe I should think about the Victorian times, when all there was was tasks and chores in order to survive. Maybe I don't really even know true hard work.
I do know one thing though, I am dog tired tonight.
Friday, June 10, 2011
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Here is a sneak peek at the planter gardens that the kindergarten classes and I put in at the Woodville Elementary School. This is the school that I went to, the school my siblings went to, and the school my children are and will be going to. So needless to say, this school has BIG sentimental value to me. When ever I walk the halls, floods of memories go through my mind and to be able to contribute even just a little bit as an adult, means a lot to me.
Last week the classes picked their first harvest and ate the fruits of their labour (or super yummy- school grown lettuce!)