Pizza for dinner. The base made with the experimental Pizza flour that we ran through our new screens at Janie’s Mill this week.
John does all the cooking and I do all the chores! Sounds like a deal to me. Though after a days work three hours of farm work wears me right out. Our John is happy to be in the kitchen but I miss my vegetables. He is not big on vegetables. And when I cook, the meat is a little like a side dish. With a John the Silent One meat and carbs is the dinner. I am going to have to make a big container of vegetables to take to the Mill for lunch while I work, if I eat them on the quiet he won’t be put out. That should do it. And I seldom finish chores before seven do I don’t want to look a gift horse in the mouth.
Last night I made a dough with the Calumet flour from Janie’s Mill and put it aside to rise. I love that flour and was delighted when I found a little bag too old to sell when my helper and I were doing our Friday inventory. Out to the car it went. We milled lots of Calumet this week too for a big order.
Manu has gone off to his new harem. He followed me beautifully onto my friends trailer. He is a good boy and Brian was very impressed with how good he looks for his age. All those vegetables and long walks around his field. Sad to see him go but he hates being alone. And I don’t breed again before December.
Look carefully at this photo, some of my ducklings have random pompoms on their heads others a few have white bands around their necks. They will be interesting looking adults. They are a mixed bag but already much calmer than the old ones. This week I will work on the first step toward blending these flocks / I will build the little ones a run in the Quack House. This will force them to all sleep in the same area. The big ducks will come and go and the babies will stay in there for a few more weeks. They need to be bigger before they are freed.
Del and her mud boots. She is milking beautifully. She is always standing at the gate waiting for me morning and evening. Del gives lovely sweet creamy milk. I only occasionally milk Tia now. Even though she has no objection to me milking her, she really does not have enough milk to share with me. Plus her milk is not tasty. It tastes grassy and salty. Just not nice.
Crimson clover in the recovery field.
I have a long weekend ahead of me – like all other workers, I guess. I can catch up on some gardening! And bloody bollocksy housework.
I hope you have a good day – we would like a day without rain. The internet is scatty due to the storms. We have been under a tornado watch yesterday and a tornado warning the day before. Thankfully no tornados touched down around here.