Posted by Brenda Gorseth | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on 31-08-2014
With four large freezers and two refrigerator freezers, a lot gets frozen here. Most things are easy to figure out and each freezer has a function: one is full of frozen fruit from the garden, one for meat, another is our personal one, and the last is used for catering. Normally I label things if they are an uncertain, such as milk for baking, etc. Once in a while I won’t label an item, thinking, “I’ll remember what that is,” and then I see the container a few months later and wonder what is in it. This philosophy came back to bite me big time yesterday when I was making my delicious Amish iced coffee. I make coffee and almond milk ice cubes once a week and store them in a Ziploc bag-it’s a simple idea which works well. I spied another Ziploc bag a little ways back and though maybe I had made some cubes awhile back and forgot about them; just to be sure, I opened the bag and sniffed them; they smelled coffee-ish, so decided to put three big cubes in my coffee. I started drinking it and thought it had a new taste to it-almost like molasses, and decided it wasn’t terrible, so I kept sipping it as I worked in the kitchen. The sips got harder to enjoy as the ice melted and STILL I couldn’t figure out what was different. With half a glass left, I finally gave up the ghost and dumped it; I simply couldn’t stand to drink it anymore. Then the pondering began; what the heck did I put in that Ziploc bag? It hit me in the afternoon when I was making supper-beef stock cubes. I had made some beef stock awhile back and thought having a few cubes in the freezer would be nice when making soup. YUCK. To think I had that in my coffee and drank half of it. Important lesson learned-label, label, label.
The plumbing and excavating work is done and now the certification process will begin on Tuesday. Here’s what the front flower bed looks like now:
The trick now will be to plant things around it to hide it; if you have any ideas, please let me know. It’s full sun and good soil…I am awful at flower beds which is why I have asked the ‘Master Flower Gardener’ in the family-my sister-in-law. She has the most beautiful beds on their farm and if I could get this one to have a semblance of any of them I’d be in heaven. Vegetables? Love to plant and care for. Flowers? Since I can’t make anything edible out of them, I find them pretty but complicated.
Saturday was an absolutely gorgeous day and the Bison winning was icing on the cake. Those are the kind of fall days I will take from now until November. Sunny skies, low 70s, light breeze-perfect day. The tomatoes are coming around and salsa will be on the agenda Monday-the first of many days of salsa making, I’m certain. We pulled the peas and harvested the last of them, but the beans and cucumbers are still making an effort. I dug up all the garlic to dry and would like to get the potatoes and some of the onions pulled.. I planted 300 in three plantings, so the other two will be before the first frost. The peppers are looking great in the front flower bed; I think that was a great idea and will do it again. They love the heat, black plastic and shelter from the wind. Some are turning red-I have never had that happen before; it usually freezes before that happens.
I am really worried about our cats; it is truly a Peyton Place out there and there is no end in sight. See if you can keep up…The grandma, LaBamba, had a batch of kittens two years ago and produced Tigger. Tigger gave birth last summer to Loki with her dad, Tiger, as the father, who was attacked by a raccoon and died. Loki has stepped in and is sowing his wild oats everywhere; he had a batch of two kittens with his grandma, LaBamba, this spring and she’s due again in a day or two with him as the father again. Meanwhile, he also sired a batch with his mom, Tigger, and she gave birth but must have abandoned them because she is always up at the house and is letting LaBamba’s kittens nurse on her now. Yet two days ago when she wandered up to the house she was hissing at them and LaBamba. Now they are besties out there, with her licking the two spring kittens, letting them nurse, etc. It’s appalling and fascinating at the same time. Winter is coming and it naturally weeds out the weakest ones; we have five right now and will probably have four when winter is over. LaBamba’s fall kittens never make it…nature has a way of working things out. Please don’t suggest spaying/neutering; it’s really expensive to do it and we made that mistake one year…we paid big dollars to spay a cat only to have her disappear a month later. With the coyotes, raccoons, cold winters and more around here, it just doesn’t make sense to us.
Soap opera time is over; enjoy the unofficial last day of summer today/tomorrow, because for Minnesota, school starts on Tuesday!