Posted by Brenda Gorseth | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on 14-07-2015
Here are factual statements about July I will not speak about:
-it’s hot and humid
-we need some rain
-summer is half over and I don’t know where it went
Now onto the rest of the blog; it was important to get those pesky things out of the way. I will start off by chatting about the garden-because let’s face it, a big part of my blog is talking about that behemoth. This is the first year I’ve made pickles during the first week of July; usually the dill is ready before the cucumbers, but this year, the opposite is true. I make five minute pickles and am on my fifth and sixth jars today. My biggest problem is keeping the naughty kittens out of them; they feel the need to climb the fencing like Jack in the beanstalk or treat the big leaves like a jungle. They do the same thing to the peppers in the front, prowling around them and pouncing on each other. I have lost many a pepper limb out there this year, but they are so much fun to watch and provide a lot of entertainment for us. The price we pay for entertainment, I guess. Here’s a picture of the cucumbers this morning:
However, when one looks at the kittens, it’s hard to get mad at them; we’ve given two away and kept one which our son named Garfield. He is an orange tiger and is a keeper as well as the two we gave away named Kit Kat since we couldn’t tell them apart. We gave them away since they are going to be long haired, and those kind of cats don’t survive long on our farm. They are making two other families very happy. It didn’t make us happy, but such is the circle of life.
June was a crazy month, hence the lack of a blog. I’m just starting to catch up on paper work, feeding my family, and realizing the toilets won’t clean themselves. In the winter, my house is pretty darn organized and clean, but in the summer, the outside is my inside and the house suffers. It’s not like Animal House, but let’s just say the spiders are happy because I’m not chasing their webs on a weekly basis. We were looking for a cutting board the other day and couldn’t find it. When my son went into the rec room to pick up on Thursday before a Friday catering at the house, he found it under a towel. Then he remembered he used it to cut rhubarb from a week ago. Yep, it sat there that long.
I had to move the bunny protectors from the garden to my front flower garden; the kittens and cats seem to think the pots are for playing in and using as a waste receptacle. My flowers look imprisoned but I am certain they are thanking me. The gladiolas are a play toy for the kittens and they have bitten or hacked off several young ones. They will learn to co-exist-I’m not giving up on the kittens nor the flowers.
My son was off to 4-H camp on Sunday until Friday and was pretty pumped because a) it’s camp and who doesn’t love camp? and b) he doesn’t have to work/pick/wash/cater or do anything relating to plants and animals. This means when hubby is gone I have to monitor the cattle, a job I am not looking forward to doing. Mosquitoes and biting flies are fond of me and when one has to ride the four wheeler to check fence and heifers, some biting will occur. My ankles look like I have a contagious disease, but it’s me scratching the bites in my sleep until they bleed and make a mess. Does it stop me from wearing shorts or dresses in public? Nope. It’s a summer thing.
We were cleaning juneberries Saturday and there was a big, dead spider in the middle of my lab floor. I was going to pick it up and put it in the recycling pail when I laughed and realized I don’t touch spiders, dead or alive, so I told our son to do it. He’s my hero on a daily basis. He went in there to do it and came back out, telling me it was still alive. We went to investigate, and sure enough, if you touched it, it would move a few inches and then curl up again. I think it had a broken leg or two. Had I touched it, this blog wouldn’t be happening today; I’d have to be scraped off the ceiling and taken away…
I went out to pick raspberries today and put on a thick coat of bug spray…but it wasn’t the mosquitoes that were pesky-it was the flies. They were loud, buzzing around and occasionally nipping at my knees and ankles. How weird. It feels so good to pick berries; we didn’t have any last year so I have no problem picking them this year as often as possible. The basil looks incredible; tomorrow the first batch will get dried and/or made into pesto. I harvested eight softball sized kohlrabi; in the past, they would have been woody, split, or bitter, but with the variety ‘kossak’, they taste really good at that size. Sure enough, they were crunch, tasty, and sweet. We snack on them all day straight from the fridge. Yum!
Finally, catering has been a blast the past month. A large family reunion, an electric company outdoor cookie/refreshment, and a class reunion to name a few. Here’s the cookies for the electric company: I’m really getting addicted to the catering gig…I’m catering a wedding next weekend and am really excited.
With that, it’s time to say goodbye. Still much to do and little time. If you haven’t seen the movie, Minions, you need to go. Now. It’s adorable for adults and children.