They will rebuild the ruined cities and live in them. They will plant vineyards and drink their wine; they will make gardens and eat their fruit.
Our seed cleaning screens from Siskiyou seeds came on Monday, so on Tuesday we completed the winnowing of the wheat. As it turns out, it was also the final threshing. First, scrubbing the tomato out of the rubber tote. The kids were all about this because it involved using chlorox wipes. They love the smell… Continue reading Final Winnowing
The cows are her favorites. Just like her Mommy.
That should totally be a thing, by the way. I think it would be awesome. I got home from working out this morning to find a small man awake and ready to start the day. Actually, he was snuggling in my spot in Mommy and Daddy's bed, but as soon as he heard that I… Continue reading Man Work Monday
Like Saint Paul, I boast willingly of my weakness… The ultimate gardening fail, buying tomatoes from the store in August.
You never can tell with Western Washington. Last year it was hot and dry through late September, this year we had a cold, rainy week in mid-August. This has played havoc with some of our delicate dry crops, particularly Adam's runner beans and our cannellini beans. We love cannelini beans, and Mommy cooks them into… Continue reading Cannellinis.
The acoustics on the farm are kind of funny. Sometimes you can be on the other side of the yard and yell at the top of your lungs and the kids won't hear you at all. Othertimes you can be halfway down the field and you can hear the baby laughing or crying from the… Continue reading What the farm is for
We have harvested the beets, pretty tiny haul compared to last year, but we have a backup plan. Buckwheat is taking over. It is tall and falling over into the pathways. I think this winter we are going to add t-posts every 10 feet or so along the rows so we can run twine when… Continue reading Beets in the Freezer
Thursday, the Feast of the Assumption, was a very busy day. We slaughtered two ganders, two roosters (for stew meat), five older hens (also for stew meat) and 27 Cornish cross meat birds. The work started the night before with setting up the kill station. We learned from last year it is good to have… Continue reading Chicken Dinner
Early this year, in January, I think, we had two big willow trees on the farm cut down from some 30-40 feet tall to about 6 feet tall. There were several reasons for this. Both were in inconvenient locations. One was shading the garden and slowing the soil warming in the spring. The other was… Continue reading Tree Hay
Green (and purple) beans are one of those gifts that just keep on giving. And giving... And giving. I told Seppi we needed to pick beans, and he literally sprinted to the garden with excitement. "Daddy! Let's have a pick race!" Five minutes later: "Daddy, I'm going to let you win." All the little kids… Continue reading More Beans
Little Farm in the Big City 