Sunday, October 16, 2016

That's NOT your spot...

Dear Bella,

I understand that 8oz of Blue Faced Leicester and silk blend that has been painstakingly stripped down and rewound into little bitty random bits for some crazy spinning looks like a pillow made just for you.  Let me clear up the confusion.

That's NOT your spot!

Move along Miss Priss...

Friday, October 7, 2016

Giving you the raspberries...

Not really.  I'm going to hoard them all in the freezer for myself.  Then, in the dead of winter when I have nothing else to do, heavenly bits of berry sweetness will transform into jars of jam.

The garden has basically died off.  Can't say that I am terribly saddened by that.  The pantry has been filled to bursting with the fruits of said garden and will keep our bellies filled with summery goodness until next year.  Popcorn is hanging to dry from the rafters in the garage.  Potatoes and sweet potatoes are waiting to be dug.  Sadly, my Fall crop of peas is pitiful.  Chickens are molting and egg production is decreased temporarily as a result.  The sheep are fluffing up and are beginning to resemble white, tawny and black clouds with legs.  The grape vines are in a holding pattern. The bees are busily working filling out the last super that was added (you know you have strong hives when you can smell the beeswax/propolis/honey from many feet away...some people find this to be an offensive smell, but to me it is earthy and a reminder of everything good that they are building).

And then there are the raspberries.  We planted 40+ canes early in the Spring, but they did not make it.  Fortunately, I was able to source local heirloom canes and obtained replacements.  They went into the ground and have been thriving.  We did not expect to get any fruit from them this year.  Happily, they did not get that memo.  It's kind of late in the season for them to be producing to this degree, but it has been a weird weather year, so who am I to complain?

Every single plant is fairly dripping with berries.  The bees are having a wonderful time buzzing about.  In the afternoons, we pick the ripened jewels and inspect for the next day's anticipated bounty. The sheer volume is astounding.  Yay for berries!


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