Amazing that an animal grazing on spring pasture can turn that grass and clover into glorious milk that I can share. Thank you Lady Astor for letting us milk you so I can let the milk chill and stand then skim the cream, then put the cream in the butter churn and whip it into deep yellow clover butter and wash it with filtered water, then add a little salt then SPREAD it on home made sourdough bread made into toast. Thank you Lady Astor.
And thank you Naomi for letting me shuffle you into the sun room of the barn so you can sleep in the warm for the day with me feeding you sips of your own mothers milk from a bottle so I can milk your mother in the evening and get two gallons of lovely, lovely creamy buttery milk for me to cook with. Naomi still loves her bottle – another thing to be grateful for.
And thank you Lady for not kicking me anymore.
She has calmed down a lot but getting her to come into the milking shed is the latest challenge. Luckily this is where I am holding her baby hostage. And every day she does a little better, and is a little more confident. 
I planted tiny Walnut trees until my hands bled from the spade yesterday. It blew like crazy but I had company.
When I plant a tiny tree like this I get a flake of straw and pull a hole in the center then I thread the whole flake of hay over the top of the small tree and it’s stake. (This tree is missing it’s stake as I ran out – and it is better to place the stake in the hole when you plant the tree as opposed to jamming it in after the tree is planted breaking roots- ah well). Once watered, the straw (being still in its compressed shape) stays around the twig, keeping the weeds down and the moisture in – helping the tree establish.
Today I start planting the Wild Plums.
The Cadet cleaned out the Easter chicks box again yesterday. They were due to go out to Kim’s Half Way house this week but it is suddenly quite cold so they are in a rather over crowded holding pattern.
But someone will have to move along soon as the first batch of broiler chicks come next week.
Note the cat on the rafter above the old chooks. That is Egoli I think trying desperately to work out how to catch himself a pigeon for dinner.
I hope you have a lovely day – so much loveliness to be had in our days.
Love your friend on the farm
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
43 responses to “Butter made from clover”
Delightful – and mouth-watering 🙂
That’s the prettiest looking butter I think I’ve ever seen!
That little Easter chick is so darling. Well, I’ve never had real butter either. Have to make do with “Land o’ Lakes”. What a crock!
And that is how you are supposed to get your vitamins! The butter looks amazing. I have never seen or tasted the real thing. Would love to, though. Heaven…………..
Boy, do I love to get my hands on that butter…..I’m drooling!
Ohh freshly baked bread and butter heaven! I have not tasted real butter either, but I have always bought organic butter, milk and cheese. So hopefully next best thing. X
Celi .. What a beautiful post. You are so clever. Oh that butter looks divine. And I’m so pleased the cows are settling down. Love the idea with the planting and hay .Only problem is we have kikuyu, which is so invasive. Still I’m going to try it. Thank you! Huge smiles at you ..
I love this sweet post of thankfulness. And these photos… so full of color and warmth, and budding growth. Bread and butter… does it get any better than that? I think not! 🙂
That beautiful yellow color of your butter reminds me of the deep yellow color of farm fresh eggs! Speaking of which, Viv, have you heard of no knead bread? We trade a loaf of ours every week for a dozen of our neighbor’s fresh eggs from their chickens.
We haven’t bought a loaf of bread in years…and the best part?? No kneading required! 🙂
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I used to make butter years ago when I was a newly-wed, and it was possible to still buy raw milk locally……..can’t do that now, but I do get my butter from a farmer at the markets who makes her own from her organic cows…maybe clover butter? It’s not raw milk butter, but low food miles and organic is good. Speaking of silly bureaucratic rules, I bought eggs from the organic egg lady at the Farmer’s Market and she asked if it would be alright if she gave them to me in a different carton……apparently not allowed to sell them in any but her own labelled ones!!! So if she runs out of her own cartons, for people she doesn’t know, she has to say ‘no eggs today’ ……how ridiculous. I can’t believe how big the bobbies are……soon to be chops?
When we had local dairies, I could always tell the clover milk!
dark yellow and so TASTY! I am going to make pastry this weekend.. I am salivating at the thought! c
I love reading a blog with words I know. Like chooks 🙂 Have a great day!
you have a wonderful day as well miss kitty!
thanks for sharing 🙂
Butter is definitely one of life’s good things. 🙂
I have to tip toe past the pretty yellow coloured stuff, I am rather fragile this week. Two different antibiotics started today. 😦 Barley water eased my UTI , but I need the extra help to clear it away altogether. In the early hours of the morning I discovered blood in my ‘good’ eye, and that they say is caused by an infection, so I have drops for that too. Never mind these meds both reminded me of two tips for y/our book. When do you need my contribution Celi? I am slow in gathering my thoughts.
Life will improve and the sun will shine again in my world!