So a couple of weekends ago, I randomly remembered a stack of plywood and siding pieces left over from building our chicken coop in March. They've just been sitting behind the fence on one side of the house since then. Gulp. It's been months.
Anyway, I hopped on Freecycle and got rid of the whole pile in about 30 minutes - someone else wanted the scraps to build a house for a duck she was planning to get.
But today - someone gave us a Toddler Bed! I had checked Freecycle but there were no toddler beds posted. So then I went over to Craigslist and planned to buy a used one. But I had posted a 'want ad' on Freecycle. Meanwhile, someone saw the post, had a toddler bed not being used and called me up.
The kids and I picked it up today. It's very cute - white metal - and Sissy loves it. She pretended to go take a nap and then would wake up and say, "It's MORNING! I waked up!" several times in a row.
Thanks Freecycle! Thanks Kelly!
Oct 29, 2009
Oct 26, 2009
Eggsalot
Grand total this year:
318 chicken eggs since July 4th.
(26.5 dozen)
Go chickadoodles, go!
And considering that we have only 4 eggs in the fridge and I've given away MAYBE 2 dozen, I'm thinking our family eats a lot of eggs. How many grams of cholesterol is that?
318 chicken eggs since July 4th.
(26.5 dozen)
Go chickadoodles, go!
And considering that we have only 4 eggs in the fridge and I've given away MAYBE 2 dozen, I'm thinking our family eats a lot of eggs. How many grams of cholesterol is that?
Oct 8, 2009
Drying Time
It's been so great - the arrival of Autumn. I am in love with this season. Yes, spring is nice and summer, too. And we know how great winter is, what with the reading all those books sipping made-from-scratch hot cocoa. But, Autumn? Yes, Autumn. Season of my soul! What do I love so much?
The harvest. I love going out early each morning to see if any new tomatoes are ready for picking. I love checking the chickens for eggs, even though it's a bit too early in the day. I love counting the squash, debating on whether this or that one is big enough for the frying pan or if I should let it grow just one more day.
Many times a day, the ripening tomatoes call me from the back yard. I glance out the kitchen window and see their red, orange, and yellow hues beacon me to come check them again. It's a beautiful time.
And I always, always wish that I had planted more.
Lately I've been watering my 7 precious broccoli plants that have survived the dog's attempts to find a lost bone. I've been counting tiny little carrot seedlings, and spinach seedlings, and arugula seedlings. However, I planted some seeds over the previously planted rows. Now I have 2 things coming up in several places. And of course, I didn't write down (either time) what I had planted!
I think I see some kale. A few garlic shoots. Carrots. Spinach? What a fun mystery it is!
I've been so thankful for the food dehydrator I was given by my mom. I remember drying apples on this thing as a kid. I've dried rack after rack of tomato slices (red, orange, yellow and green zebras!). I've dried zucchini and yellow crookneck squash for stews this winter. I've dried butternut, as an experiment to see how nicely it can be made into a thick and hearty soup. And, my daughter's favorite - little tiny grape tomatoes. These make yummy snacks.
Today my neighbor gave me some beautiful and precious Dixon, NM apples. I had those things in the house, sliced, dipped in lemon water and drying within an hour! 8 beautiful racks of apples - what a great filling they will make for pie (gluten-free of course) this winter!
Thanks for all this bounty, Lord.
The harvest. I love going out early each morning to see if any new tomatoes are ready for picking. I love checking the chickens for eggs, even though it's a bit too early in the day. I love counting the squash, debating on whether this or that one is big enough for the frying pan or if I should let it grow just one more day.
Many times a day, the ripening tomatoes call me from the back yard. I glance out the kitchen window and see their red, orange, and yellow hues beacon me to come check them again. It's a beautiful time.
And I always, always wish that I had planted more.
Lately I've been watering my 7 precious broccoli plants that have survived the dog's attempts to find a lost bone. I've been counting tiny little carrot seedlings, and spinach seedlings, and arugula seedlings. However, I planted some seeds over the previously planted rows. Now I have 2 things coming up in several places. And of course, I didn't write down (either time) what I had planted!
I think I see some kale. A few garlic shoots. Carrots. Spinach? What a fun mystery it is!
I've been so thankful for the food dehydrator I was given by my mom. I remember drying apples on this thing as a kid. I've dried rack after rack of tomato slices (red, orange, yellow and green zebras!). I've dried zucchini and yellow crookneck squash for stews this winter. I've dried butternut, as an experiment to see how nicely it can be made into a thick and hearty soup. And, my daughter's favorite - little tiny grape tomatoes. These make yummy snacks.
Today my neighbor gave me some beautiful and precious Dixon, NM apples. I had those things in the house, sliced, dipped in lemon water and drying within an hour! 8 beautiful racks of apples - what a great filling they will make for pie (gluten-free of course) this winter!
Thanks for all this bounty, Lord.
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