So we were up at dawn again today. Aaron’s new work schedule has really changed our internal clocks. He has to be at work at 6 am and that gets us all up around 4:30. Even on the weekend it feels like a luxury to wake up at 6! I went out to the garden around 7 and pulled up a couple of bushels of carrots and sprayed them off. Took them inside and began the task of canning them. There is nothing particularly difficult about canning except that you have to make sure to keep things clean, know what you are dealing with in terms of type of produce (acidity determines whether you can water bath them or have to use a pressure canner), and have a full day of uninterrupted time. The last batch of 20 pints of carrots began depressurizing around 2 o’clock this afternoon. For those of you who have been following along and want to know how to do this all you need is this book:
It is kind of the canner’s bible. It has recipes and instructions, and cooking times. Up here at 5300 feet we have to add time to both types of canning because water boils at a lower temperature than at sea level. If you don’t boil them for long enough you can get very sick.
Here is the pressure canner set up out on the deck:
This was today’s end result:
Here is a freak carrot that I pulled up today along with the rest of them. It looks almost like it has tentacles.
I am going to be experimenting with canning soups this year, as well as potatoes. I understand that one can can stock as well to preserve for things like crockpot recipes. The extension of this will also be building a root cellar. Canning takes a lot of time and energy (including propane). Root cellars can let one put up produce for months without having to do a thing to it. But of course, since this farm has been built from scratch…. I have to back hoe it out and build the thing. Just another chapter I guess! In the meantime, our pantry is getting very full. Zina has been hand cutting, threshing and winnowing wheat as well. Now we need to find a way to grind it and see what kind of bread it makes!
Fall is coming. The sun is setting farther and farther into the south. Soon it will be time to compost, fertilize, and cover the beds and put the garden to sleep for the winter.
The harvest continues. The potatoes are going to be epic. The carrots are out of this world. The beets just keep on doing their thing and we are SO excited to have peppers when we thought they had been completely destroyed. The Acorn Squash are amazingly tasty. Zina weeded most of the day and I processed food. We froze peppers, dehydrated Chillies, put carrots in the fridge, cellared squash, and made more refrigerator dills. Oh ya, I also saved a whole bunch of seeds for next year from all of this. What a rebel!
Tomorrow we can carrots.
It’s official. Oregano has been declared a terrorist herb. It is threatening to take over the JAZ Urban Farm!
The penalty has been pronounced…. drying by hanging!
Oh it is ABOUT Thyme!!
Anyone need a little SAGE advice?
After all its just a shuck and CHIVE.
Took a drive the other day. Looked in my rearview mirror and this caught my attention. If you have the eyes for it, the vastness of the high plains is stunning.
The road home took me around behind our place. Turns out there are several homesteads back there. One with Llamas.
What other person do you know who on her birthday would be out cutting wheat by hand? My wonderful wife, when we heard that the farmer who leased a lot of our land to plant wheat had abandoned it because of hail damage, didn’t want to leave it to simply die. After all, it might not be a good harvest for the industrial combines, but it certainly is good straw, chicken feed, and…. people feed! Right now there is over 30 acres of it just standing there.
She started messing with the idea of getting a Scythe. Not knowing much about them and not wanting to spend a ton of money should it turn out to be a dumb idea, I ordered her a sickle designed specifically to harvest wheat! What a birthday present! Anyone you know get a sickle for his/her birthday!? I’m thinking I ought never make her mad again!
So this morning out she trots into one of the wheat fields and starts hacking away! We got a couple of wagon loads; one of which we fed to the chickens and the other she is still out tying into sheafs. We watched a couple of videos on how to thresh it and process it and we may be onto something! What fun! Making our own homemade bread from wheat harvested on the farm! Whoda thunk it? Pretty sure the neighbors (conventional farmers) must think we have a serious case of the loonies.
I am sooooo happy to see that there have been far more successes than failures on the farm. Our first gardening attempt in unknown soil, unknown conditions, flying by the seat of our pants after over a year of blood sweat and tears has come in with a significant amount of satisfaction!
I was noticing the other day that one of the rows of potatoes was starting to die back. At first, considering how many setbacks we have had, I thought they were getting blight. Not uncommon, it was a large contributor to the Irish famines. But then it dawned on me that this is August and these are 85 day potatoes and this is day 85 ish. So, to test my theory, I pulled up the plant on the end of one of the rows and VOILA!! Taters!! While we are headed back to the shitty today and going out to dinner for Zina’s birthday, next week will begin potato harvest! If this one plant is any indication of what is happening all along the rows, we are going to have taters out the wazoo! We planted 180 row feet (3 different kinds) and they look to be doing what potatoes are supposed to do!
I’m thinking, yup, we got this homesteading thing wired.