It was a crazy and busy weekend, with the kids away for sleepovers with their grandparents and the toddler & I in the big city. So when things finally calmed a bit this afternoon and we were all together again, it seemed only fitting to take to the woods.
I’ve been a busy, crafty mama over the last while, gearing up for the cold weather. Nearly every night after the kids have gone to bed, I’ve been spending some time knitting or crocheting – or both! Here is some of what I’ve been up to. If you like what you see, click on a photo to visit the item’s Etsy listing page.
This is just a small sampling of some of my favourite projects. I’ve also been busy with the spinning wheel!
Now I really need to get started on my Christmas gifts so I’m not in the same pickle I’ve found myself in previously (rushing to finish Christmas projects at the last minute, that is). I’ve decided to participate in Handmade Holiday this year, led by Tonya over at Plain and Joyful Living blog. Since we have a very limited income to work with, I’m going to go all out and make every gift; in the past I’ve managed to do about half of my gifts by hand. I’m pretty excited about some of the projects I’ve got planned!
Tonight we enjoyed our most local Thanksgiving dinner to date – a stuffed chicken from our flock, mashed potatoes from the neighbour, wild peas foraged by Jae, and grilled zucchini from our garden. Our absolutely delicious meal was followed by an even more delicious pumpkin bread made by my mother-in-law (thanks!!). We couldn’t have asked for anything better.
Our list of gratitudes is very long this year. We have been so blessed, in so many ways, and I’m overwhelmed just thinking about everything we have to be grateful for:
~ New life. This year we’ve been blessed with another pregnancy and the anticipation of a new child joining our family. No matter how many times I go through this wild experience of growing a fetus, I never cease to be amazed by the miracle of life.
~ Garden bounty. Despite the craziest growing season I’ve ever experienced – flood-worthy rains late into the spring making it impossible to plant “on time”; a mega heat wave sweeping through in July (with not enough rain); a record-breaking wet and cold September causing the last of the garden not to ripen – we still got quite a lot of food from our garden. We enjoyed tomatoes throughout the season, mountains of cucumbers, watermelon, zucchini, salad greens, dry beans, peas, garlic, several varieties of chives, basil, and so much more. Mother Earth is amazing and we are so thankful for every bite of food She has provided.
~ Healthy children. ‘Nough said.
~ A strong roof over our heads.
~ Sheep and goats. We love our livestock. We enjoyed delicious, rich, raw goat’s milk in the Spring and I’ve carded up some delightful locks of wool for spinning. These lovable ruminants keep our grass (somewhat) in check, provide great company, and always give us a laugh.
~ Family togetherness. I never could have imagined how much I’d come to appreciate having Jae home every day. Quitting the rat race has been the best thing for our family, and I am so grateful for everything that comes with having two parents at home. With my horrible pregnancy sickness (which seems to be passing, hooray!), I’ve come to rely on Jae more than ever before, and I am eternally thankful for everything he’s done over the past two months. I can see how much the kids love having him home, too, and it fills my soul.
~ Abundance. Despite living on less money, our cupboards are filled with healthy, wholesome food. Our freezer is full of free-range, organically-fed chickens. I have a closet full of yarn for knitting winter wear. I have a sewing machine for creating new clothes. We have everything that we need, and everything that we want. Life is very good.
~ Loving and supportive family, on both sides. We are blessed.
~ Loyal egg customers. We’ve had so many steady & supportive customers purchasing our eggs, that our chickens now pay for themselves and bring in a some pocket change each month, in addition to feeding our family. We’re SO grateful for the folks who buy our eggs week after week, who send emails with awesome feedback, who spread the word to friends, and who support local & organic food. Thanks, guys! You add such an element of awesomeness to this life we’re living!
Happy Thanksgiving, dear readers. I hope you are just as overwhelmed by the blessings in your lives. May the Earth always provide well for you!
Life has fallen disgracefully out of rhythm since this pregnancy took hold.
Once upon a time, I found inspiration in Waldorf-inspired and Enki-esque rhythms. My children and I would snuggle in the morning before rising to greet the day. I’d make breakfast in the kitchen, we’d eat together, and we’d start the day with some sort of song & activity, usually seasonal. Then the kids would run off to do their thing, and I’d do mine – feed the animals, collect eggs, clean a bit, do some laundry, get some knitting done. We’d reconvene for lunch, then perhaps do a floor puzzle together or read a book. Our rhythm was very loose and fluid, with lots of room for impromptu trips to the park or library.
Now, dear readers, there is nothing of rhythm to speak of. Jae is carrying the weight of the household on his shoulders while I spend far too many days in bed, throwing up or dealing with a migraine. I have ceased all efforts at meal preparation (I can hardly stand to be in the kitchen), I rarely find the energy to play with my kids, and I haven’t done the animal care since the end of June. On days when I do get out of bed, I put in the bare minimum and spend a lot of time sitting on the couch. I feel pathetic.
I’m sharing this because we are shifting into Autumn, and normally this time of year would consist of nature walks, art projects like leaf rubbings and acorn necklaces, and delicious hot meals cooked fresh. Instead, Jae is stressed about having to take care of the farm, the house, the kids, AND a sick wife. I just miss our usual Autumn escapades, I miss life as it was, I miss my days with my kids & household chores. I know that the way I’m feeling will come to an end, sometime, because I won’t be pregnant forever – but in the meantime, I’m longing for the rhythm I used to find such comfort and joy in.
Thanks for bearing with me, faithful readers. Hopefully I will have something of interest to post for you soon.
The last week has been cool and rainy, rainy, rainy, rainy. I was lucky to have my sister home from Guelph on the weekend, and we decided to get some canning done. It’s been a while since I’ve been in the garden – Jae has taken to the gardening while I lay in bed with some rotten pregnancy sickness – so I wasn’t quite prepared for what I saw when sister and I went out to harvest tomatoes for canning.
Endless rainy days destroyed a LOT of my lovely heirloom tomatoes. Many hadn’t ripened in the cool, sun-less weather, but those that had ripened too fast, split, and fell to the ground to rot. I had planned on making salsa verde with tomatillos, but the dreary weather meant that none of those sweet little fruits were ripened, either.
Still, we ended up with enough good tomatoes to make a batch of salsa. We used all the good tomatoes we were able to find, ending up with about 6lbs after seeding and stemming. Not too bad. I borrowed the basics from the book “Put ‘Em Up!“, but changed the recipe a little to suit my tastes. Here’s what we did:
Heirloom Tomato Salsa
1 Cup fresh-squeezed lime juice
Splash of vinegar
1/4 Cup organic cane sugar
1 Tbsp salt
4 lbs heirloom tomatoes, seeded and diced
3/4 lbs onions, diced
2 hot peppers, finely diced
1 cup chopped cilantro
Bring the lime juice, splash of vinegar, sugar and salt to a boil. Add the tomatoes, onions and hot peppers. Return to a boil for about five minutes. Add the cilantro and remove from the heat.
Ladle into clean, hot canning jars, leaving 1/2″ headspace. Release trapped air, wipe rims clean, add lids. Process in boiling water bath for 15 mins. Turn off heat, remove canner lid, let jars rest in water for 5 mins. Remove jars, set aside for 24 hrs, check seals. Keep for up to one year.
Our salsa was almost entirely local. The only ingredients that weren’t locally sourced were the lime juice, sugar and salt. The tomatoes and hot peppers were straight from our garden, picked that morning. The onions were from a neighbouring farm (ours did poorly this year, unfortunately). The cilantro was from my friend Lesley’s organic farm about 20 mins away. The vinegar was from our local Heinz factory (hey, that’s gotta count for something!).
My sister and I couldn’t resist – we had to eat some of the salsa fresh out of the pot. There were no tortilla chips to be found in my cupboards, so we dipped pita bread instead. The salsa was absolutely delicious! Amazing! The best salsa I’ve had yet. I’m pretty thrilled to have plenty stored away to enjoy this winter.
Since I wasn’t able to do the salsa verde I had planned, I moved onto another project instead: wild grape jelly. Again, I used a recipe from the book “Put ‘Em Up!”. We had about 8lbs of wild grapes that Jae harvested on a recent foraging excursion. I boiled them down, crushed them, and strained the juice through cheesecloth overnight. The next morning, I boiled the juice with sugar and pectin, as per the recipe directions, and canned it. Twenty-four hours later, I checked to see if it had set… and, it hadn’t. I’m not sure what went wrong there, but I now have 8 jars of grape juice, NOT grape jelly. I’m going to have to do some searching on the webz to find a solution. Perhaps I can pop those jars open and use that juice to try again? Or is that a no-no? I have some learning to do…
It looks like we might have some clear days ahead of us, so I have my fingers crossed that my tomatillos will ripen, the last of the tomatoes will turn red, and I can get some more canning done. We also have to pay a visit to my in-laws (about 15-mins away) to harvest the fruit hanging on their apple and pear trees.
There’s nothing more satisfying than opening the cupboards to see rows of homegrown food preserved for the winter!
(I wish I had photos of our lovely canning day and jars full of goodness to share with you, dear readers, but alas! My camera is lost and so is my cell phone. Photos will have to wait for another day…)
Every summer, we wait for them. Even when it looks like maybe they won’t come, we know it’s inevitable, only a matter of time. Sure enough, summer after summer, they arrive with their voracious appetites and wreak havoc in the garden.
You know them, I’m sure. Tomato hornworms. Those nasty fat caterpillars that love tomato plants. The ones the with the spike sticking up from the rear end. The ones who look like they’ve come from another planet.
There’s only one thing to do once the tomato hornworms launch their attack on our plants: fight back. A garden war.
Don’t worry, dear readers. Although it LOOKS like our garden was totally decimated, in reality only three out of about 50 tomato plants suffered any extensive damage. Go ahead, breathe a sigh of relief.