There is a lot of canning going on right about now. They call it canning in America. In New Zealand we call this bottling. Though neither makes sense when the food is put in JARS – so it should be called JARRING.
So, there has been a lot of jarring going on right about now. And I do my fair share – however we must not forget to eat all this lovely bounty fresh from the garden. Warm from the sun and heaving with exciting vitamins and goodness. We eat fresh every day. And dinner fresh from the garden is glorious. Every afternoon the girls and I go shopping in the garden to see what we are going to eat.
The tomatoes are on the wane and the apples are beginning. Wonderful.
I don’t know if I told you but the other thing I make and freeze a lot of is summer vegetable stock. I always have a stock pot simmering. I love making stock. And all the cooked vegetables go straight into the pig’s bowls. This is their favourite way to eat vegetables. Pigs are very cheap to run in the summer.
Manouchki’s new pal has decided to stay a while. Elise has called her Marzipan. John calls her Skelator because she really is a skinny wee thing but is putting on weight and growing out of that name fast.
The hay field is beginning to flower again so we will be cutting it for the last time this year on Thursday. Weeds are appearing too which is a little unsettling. Soon I will have to think about sowing another field of alfalfa and turning this field over, put in a cover crop and rest it.
And while the hay is drying on Friday I am off to the big city to collect the first wedding present. We go to New Zealand in October after all and that is NEXT MONTH. My helpers will be in charge Friday.
I was thinking today, as I walked back down along the creek, that things have been nice and quiet here for a wee while. Then I thought – “miss c, you had better not think things like that out loud. You best be touching some wood! We have been enjoying these few days without drama, said the voices in my head. Don’t spoil it by getting comfortable!”
I hope you all have a lovely day.
Your friend on the farmy,