“Similarly, the impulse to keep to yourself what you have learned is not only shameful, it is destructive. Anything you do not give freely and abundantly becomes lost to you. You open your safe and find ashes.”
–Anne Dillard, The Writing Life
I was sitting in the living room adjusting, testing my camera when I snapped this photo. No reason for it but it’s pretty.
All stained. The new “was to be honey turned into garden shed” (made with old shutters from Habitat for Humanity salvage)
Head of cabbage
Winter garden partially under covers
Signs of spring
Farmer David brought us these wonderful winter squash. Thanks for sharing, looking forward to more baked squash!
Homemade no knead bread fresh out of the oven
A gift from Julia’s handy husband Gary. We squealed with delight when we got the package! Fits perfectly in our country kitchen. LOVE IT. THANK YOU SO MUCH.
Back side! Blackberry lounging in the sun. I let her be, even though I had a strong urge to “tickle her backside!”
Ducks and goats in the animal yard. The chickens? They are hanging ’round the corner perched and preening on old chairs.
Another sign of spring. Peach blossoms
Loaded! Incoming! Bees packin’ pollen.
Jordanne making repairs while the goats watch. Yeah, watching not even lending a hand or hoof. What’s up guys?
Lucie moseys on over to see what all the fuss is about.
Eggs! Molting season is over, more hours of day light so there’s eggs to be had. Oh, and the lovely dishes there on the counter were all given to us – two by our dear friend Jenny (who moved to CT) and the rooster one from Sherilyn.
Farmer Justin works in the garden
I see if there’s any eggs in the nesting boxes
Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back…
Now that you joined us on our recent travels time to get back into the swing of things happening here on the urban homestead.
Leaving for such a short time, the work never goes away just gets pushed back and then it hits you like a ton of bricks – “welcome home!” (a bit of sarcasm here)
The latest storm this week dropped another 1/2 inch of rain. All we ask (pray for) is one small storm a week for the next few months. That would be such a blessings.
The weather this week is actually mild – could winter be over? Guess I am done my knitting hats and scarves marathon. Knitted enough to get us thru this winter and bartered to boot (I am expecting a load of nettles from Farmer Sergio…. soon). So onto some different sorts of knitting projects. Hmmmmm
First, going to use up some of the scrap yarns to make a few hot water bottle covers.
For the life of me, Jordanne & I wish we knew what the heck was wrong with Amy. She’s better, mind you, but still scrunched like some tight rubberband is holding her neck down. And then she goes into some sort of stretching conniptions that includes her left leg. She has full neck function but it’s as if a nerve or tendon is pulled taunt that is keeping her head close to her body. Darn if I know how to help her any more than I/we have.
One thing we did notice, after coming home, is that she is standing taller/straighter. The change was noticeable so I guess that’s the good thing about going away. You can get a better sense on things that, otherwise, you see every day.
Actually, in the morning I have to sometimes look twice to spot her among the others. But, by afternoon she’s resting with her neck back and leg stretch out. Jordanne reminds me that ducks especially are sensitive to pain – if something hurts just a little, they rather just “go lame,” looking worse then they actually are.
Sure wish we could just holler for someone like James Herriot (if they even exist anymore). That would be swell and an answer to a prayer just to see how things are going for her.
On the bright side, she’s happy and hanging with her pals – quack!
The DOA arrival fishes got recycled – fed to the duckies. First time they ever saw a fish so they weren’t sure about ’em. I watched for awhile but they didn’t gobble them up like I had anticipated. Coming back a little later, I noticed the little fishes were gone, so suppose someone ate them.
The garden waits for no one – and, boy, do we have a LOT of catching up to do. Spring is almost here and the planting fever is just about to hit. I can feel it just simmering under the surface.
At one of the dinners at the EcoFarm Conference, Farmer Sergio commented that it’s just about time to start planting tomatoes. I almost dropped my fork. “****crap, already!” Just then, I felt that winter didn’t last long enough… or maybe not.
Justin is savoring the seeds he got at the seed exchange at the EcoFarm Conference and, boy, did he/we pick up a few beauties.
Just remember to not drool all over your keyboard – promise?
Like this one
and this one
or this one
Projects, projects, projects. I am not one for cloning but when the projects start to pile up, that doesn’t seem such a bad idea. Other than get hitched to someone who has kids or sprout limbs (is there a pill for that yet?) Hanging around farmers, I learned one thing – you got a have/keep a sense of humor; otherwise, you are toast!
Sunday it was “all hands on deck” here at the urban homestead doing some outside cleaning projects. Just like keeping a a home clean, the outside requires the same bit of attention. More so since we are in the city with neighbors. Jordanne did a bit of repairing to the animal yard while I “mucked” out the duck and chicken house. Justin and Farmer D were busy with all sorts of projects – moving dirt, plants, digging here, digging there.
Weather forecast has it that two storms are going to bring us some more rain by (possibly) mid week.
In other news…
Jordanne is busting her butt trying to get the new blog up – it’s going to be so sweet. After eight years of blogging, this is going to be the best blog yet. You are gonna to love it, I just know it.
So, please give Jordanne some moral support or a bar of chocolate. Working with computers is a thankless job which can make the sanest person insane and in much need of caffeine, chocolate or a hug!
Now, in the foreseable future, to get to all those great questions you asked while we were out of town. Those of you whose questions we do answer will get you 15% off either PeddlersWagon.com or FreedomSeeds.org
Oh, and there’s some weekly meal wrap ups too and also writing about the downside of the urban farming/homesteading movement. Yep, seems some folks aren’t taking into account one of the major elements of URBAN HOMESTEADING (“Be a good neighbor”) and they are now meeting with opposition from neighbors.