It has been a wild year, so full and so changeable. I guess that is always the way. My grandmother always used to say "you must take the good with the bad, but look for the good". Life is always a mixed bag... you choose what you take from it.
The dry summer made it hard for a lot of crops to really thrive, and put an strain on us having to carry water for every plant and creature. But as you can see our basil did amazingly well and now the freezers are full of pesto. Mari is the Pesto Queen.
The army of baby ducks that were Perran's spring present have grown and were overwhelming us for much of the summer. I never knew ducks could eat so much, nor be so loud! Finally three found a new home and there has been peace and quiet ever since.
Dylan has had a some building commissions: woodsheds and a really neat camping a-frame. The mill has meant he can create wonderful structures from our own hardwoods, and mill just the right sized boards for his projects. I huge old Butternut fell in early Autumn. I was out harvesting garlic, and heard a few tell-tale, cracking groans from the old beast. He crashed down with an almighty thump and if I had not run like a rabbit from the garlic patch I'd have been grazed by his top branches. We know have a beautiful supply of butternut milled up.
Dylan has been out in the woods splitting seasoned wood and filling firewood orders as fast as he can. As soon as a chill hits the air, everyone wants wood. We also have a new dump truck which is taking the pain out of firewood delivery.
And after all the dry summer, with only a rare flush or two, this last icy rain storm brought out the biggest flush of mushrooms we have had yet. I harvested three baskets full, maybe 8 or 10lbs. of log grown shiitakes.
We have been harvesting herbs for tinctures and teas before the frost can get them, a few more are still standing. Soon the garden will be put to bed and its loving bounty preserved for the cold time. The warm and cozy time, the time of making crafts, hugging the fire and sharing stories is drawing closer as the winds grow colder. Cup of tea, anyone?
The dry summer made it hard for a lot of crops to really thrive, and put an strain on us having to carry water for every plant and creature. But as you can see our basil did amazingly well and now the freezers are full of pesto. Mari is the Pesto Queen.
The army of baby ducks that were Perran's spring present have grown and were overwhelming us for much of the summer. I never knew ducks could eat so much, nor be so loud! Finally three found a new home and there has been peace and quiet ever since.
Dylan has had a some building commissions: woodsheds and a really neat camping a-frame. The mill has meant he can create wonderful structures from our own hardwoods, and mill just the right sized boards for his projects. I huge old Butternut fell in early Autumn. I was out harvesting garlic, and heard a few tell-tale, cracking groans from the old beast. He crashed down with an almighty thump and if I had not run like a rabbit from the garlic patch I'd have been grazed by his top branches. We know have a beautiful supply of butternut milled up.
Dylan has been out in the woods splitting seasoned wood and filling firewood orders as fast as he can. As soon as a chill hits the air, everyone wants wood. We also have a new dump truck which is taking the pain out of firewood delivery.
And after all the dry summer, with only a rare flush or two, this last icy rain storm brought out the biggest flush of mushrooms we have had yet. I harvested three baskets full, maybe 8 or 10lbs. of log grown shiitakes.
We have been harvesting herbs for tinctures and teas before the frost can get them, a few more are still standing. Soon the garden will be put to bed and its loving bounty preserved for the cold time. The warm and cozy time, the time of making crafts, hugging the fire and sharing stories is drawing closer as the winds grow colder. Cup of tea, anyone?
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