2 do

To do lists are a funny thing.  They can make or break you.  Today I was thinking of all the stuff I needed to get done and I started making a list.  By the time I was done I was hyperventilating.  I’m a great list maker.  I usually have several going at the same time.  As a matter of fact I sleep with a notepad and pen next to my bed just in case inspiration strikes me at 3 in the morning.  Hey, you never know when you will feel inspired and remember something that you have to do.  My best 2 do lists are made at 3 a.m.  First there is the boring, plain old 2 do list that always consists of things like: Boring List call for hair appointment bring Dutch to Vet schedule 6 month teeth cleaning laundry Then you have the household 2 do list which…

Heavenly herbs

As the days shorten and the temperature cools, my herbs are constantly being cut back in the hopes that I can keep them going just a little bit longer.  I’m drying and freezing as fast as I can.  Basil is being churned into pesto almost daily. Lavender and russian sage transformed into potpourri and others are bundled waiting to add rich aromas to an open fire this winter.  I love herbs more then anything else I grow. I just love me a basket of herbs This spring I claimed part of the small barn as my potting shed.  It is home to my ever growing collection of pots, baskets, seeds and bird nests. It also makes a great place to dry my herbs.  It is warm, dry, dark and it has great ventilation. My beloved potting shed I find mid morning is the best time to head out to the…

Dilly Beans

My veggie garden has kicked into high gear so with an over abundance of green beans on my hands I’ve been busy making Dilly Beans.  If you have never had a dilly bean it is similar to pickles.  They go great with sandwiches or added to salads and are easy enough to make if you have some time.  If you have never canned before don’t be intimidated.  It really isn’t that hard and the sense of accomplishment you feel when you see all those pretty jars filled with yummy goodness lining your shelves is worth the time and effort. The hardest part about making dilly beans is preparing the beans themselves.  You need to trim the ends and then you really want to make sure they are all about the same size and length.  Then give them a good washing and they are ready to go.  Make sure you start…

The Incredible Edible Egg!

The Hippie Chicks have just started earning their keep and supplying us with fresh eggs.  I have to admit that I am a total newbie and never really gave eggs a thought before.  They have just always been something that was found in our Easter baskets and refrigerator.  Used for breakfast omelets, boiled, fried, scrambled and baked into cookies and cakes.  I have never been a big fan of them.  I’d much rather have pancakes or waffles, yogurt or cereal, muffins and fruit.  Until this morning that is, when I tasted fresh from the chicken eggs for the first time.  The difference is amazing!! The hubs on the other hand has always loved the things.  Any way you cook them he eats them.  The boys are the same way… crazy about eggs.  Eggs are high in protein and one of a few foods that contain Vitamin D.  They are all natural,…

Chicken Trivia and Tips

Did you know the yolk is actually the food source for the developing chicken?  I didn’t either. I always thought it was the baby chicken.  Chickens have ears!  Yes indeed and if a chicken has red ear skin they usually lay brown eggs and if they have white ear skin they lay…well…white eggs. A group of chickens is called a flock. Chickens don’t eat at night or in the dark because total darkness makes them go into a kind of trance making them easy targets for preditors.  This would be a good time to grab a flashlight and head out to the coop for a little chick check.  It’s much easier to make sure they don’t have any health issues that may need to be addressed. Which reminds me – you should always have a chicken first aid kit on hand just in case. Not sure what to put in…

Welcome Home

I just got back from vacation.  I went to Disney with my daughter and her family.  I was able to see my 4 year old grandson experience “the happiest place on earth” for the first time.  It is a memory I will hold forever in my heart.  From there we traveled to our home in Naples, Florida where we were able to finally get some much needed rest and relaxation!  I was gone for 8 days.  The weather was perfect.  I had an amazing time.  But….. I missed The Hippie Chicks, Dutch and my gardens.  I thought about them every day and longed to be home.  I missed my early morning garden inspection with my first cup of coffee, the way the girls would run and greet me to see if I had a treat for them or hopeful they would be allowed to free range.  I missed the way…

I think I’m a Farmer ya all!

You know you are a farmer when: Your day starts before sunrise and ends shortly after the dinner dishes are done. You wear your PJs to do chores like tending chickens, watering plants, picking veggies and running to the store to get milk.  What?  You don’t?? All your shoes, even your high, spiky heels, night on the town shoes have chicken poop on them. You get insanely excited when the latest issue of Grit Magazine comes in the mail. Your idea of a good time is watching chicken T.V. and cracking open a cold one. Your new favorite vehicle to drive is your John Deere. You start making your own soap, detergents and fabric softeners.. All your shelves are now filled with jams, sauces and Dilly Beans!! Your French Manicure is now a dirt manicure and your little black dress is your husbands flannel. Your favorite store is now The Tractor…

Warning: Showers may be bad for your health!

The other day I was minding my own business, leisurely enjoying an outdoor shower, when out of nowhere I felt a pinch on the back of my left leg.  Now due to the fact that I was covered in soap and didn’t have my glasses on I was not able to see what it was. The scene of the crime Within 2 hours I became symptomatic.  Fever (104 degree range), chills, sweats, severe stomach pain, headache, fatigue and blurred vision.  I took 3 Advil and retired for the night hoping I would feel better in the morning.  That was 5 days ago.  I realized it wasn’t the flu when my hubs looked at my leg and informed me that it looked like I had a spider bite, which coincides with the time all this fun stuff started. I thought it was a horsefly that bit me and my leg felt…

“Blackcaps”

We have black raspberries growing all along the fence in the garden.  I’m sure that they were planted there many many years ago.  I’m also sure that no one has taken care of them, ever.  They are one big jumbled mess.  One big prickly, thorny, sharp, knife like daggers, pick at your own risk jumbled mess. The jumbled mess But I was on a mission and that mission was to pick enough of these beautiful babies to make something yummy.  So out I went, cup in hand, visions of those beauties baked into a pie, camera around my neck and a “How hard can this be” attitude. Don’t let this picture fool you.  They are Killers!! Well I am here to tell you folks…. It is damn hard!!  You will be taking your life into your own hands.  Picking these deadly delicious little berries is not for the faint of heart.…