Usually by this time of year, we are done with first cut hay and the haymow is filled to the ceiling. However, Mother Nature, in all her fickleness, has seen to it that we’ve only had seven days of sunshine in the last five weeks. Rain has been the norm. Now, if you don’t know…
A tractor in the field. The sweet smell of freshly mowed hay blowing through the air. The steady drum beat of the hay baler. Harbingers of haying season and hard work. Weekly Photo Challenge
My grandfather pickled garlic scapes long before they were a “trendy” food. He was an Italian who grew up in the depression and nothing went to waste in his household. As a kid, opening the refrigerator door and finding pickled pigs feet was not surprising to me. Tripe, smelt, head cheese (yes, it is what…
Usually around this time of year, I start playing Christmas music and get a hankering to put up the Christmas tree. That’s why I thought this picture was fitting for this week’s Weekly Photo Challenge. Jingle bells, jingle bells. Now where’s the eggnog?
The piglets are growing by leaps and bounds. Today, they discovered they like grapes and kale. It took a few tries with the grapes – they weren’t exactly sure what to do with them! Once I squished them, though, they quickly ate them up. Sweet potatoes are next on the menu. After a good meal……
Caught this little guy outside my window, taking a break during a rainstorm.
Nipples. Everybody’s got ’em. If I want to see them, I can just look in the mirror. No big deal. They are, after all, just nips. However, I do not like being constantly bombarded by them. Popping up all over. Slippin’ out. I understand that a well-placed nip can be a very powerful tool, capable…
Piglet: “You a funny lookin’ hairy pig.” Dog: “You a ugly puppy.” “We one big happy family. Now where’s the food?”
MUSE is the theme of the Weekly Photo Challenge. I used to love taking pictures of my kids. Now that both are in their late teens, sitting and smiling for the camera is not in their repertoire. Teenagers… So, I turn to the farm animals. They are always happy to see me, never complain and…
I L.O.V.E. pie. Bake me a good apple pie and I’ll be your friend forever. This recipe contains the unusual step of partially cooking the apples before they’re put into the pie. But that’s the secret. The apples are always perfectly done – no half-cooked or mushy apples here. Another perk of this recipe – the…
THE “HERE A PIG, THERE A PIG, EVERYWHERE A PIG, PIG” INCIDENT The piglets arrived. I quickly learned that they are deceivingly fast – I mean NASCAR fast. And nearly as impossible to catch. You wouldn’t think that a big-eared, fat-bodied, stumpy legged animal could have such an unbelievable amount of horsepower under the hood…
The Farmers in the Dell 