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Winter Vegetable Garden

Ummm, so I think the last time we really picked any veggies from our winter garden was on New Year’s Eve when the husband cooked an amazing meal for us. There was duck and poached pears involved, among other deliciousness. But we really didn’t shower it with the love and attention it deserved. I think we might have cracked the window covers on the green house boxes once on a sunny day, and cleaned the snow off them once. Also, the husband reported back around January that some moles or voles have been digging under the green house boxes to get at our Endive and our Merveilles de Quatre Saisons (fancy heritage French lettuce). Apparently the little fuzz balls have expensive taste. You can see what the winter vegetable garden looked like in November here. Anyways, pretty much the only one that’s barely hanging on is the frilly kale, everything else has disappeared, leaving behind them nice clean patches of soil. We also experimented with whether we could store carrots in the ground over the winter…we could not, they turned to mush. Perhaps if we had a constant snow cover and did not have so many feeze/thaw cycles it would have worked. But the parsnips seemed to have stored better in the ground, the husband harvested quite a few on Monday.

CHICKENS!!

Hopefully by the end of April we’ll be driving to the mainland to pick up our chicks. I had requested 12 black Australorps and 12 speckled Sussex, but it looks like the speckled Sussex won’t work out and we’ll be picking 12 of whatever else the breeder has hatched at the time. We’re aiming for standard bred, dual purpose heritage chickens that’ll be a pleasure to raise on our homestead, and a pleasure to eat. We’ll have to wait around 5 months to taste our first home-raised chicken and 6 months for eggs. We have spent months researching and preparing, and we’re excited!

Maple Syrup

Boiling down Maple Syrup

We boiled down the last bit of sap we collected a week ago and pulled out the taps. I thought to myself, it’s a good thing it’s still cold outside and we need the heat in the house anyways, but for two days it was over 26C in the livingroom and it was hot!

Spring

First Crocus

First Crocus

I never understood why new years start in the winter. For a farmer wannabe, the new year starts when you see your first crocus. But I suppose that doesn’t really work for southern farmers who don’t get to experience all 4 seasons. And for those who know me, yes, I do have some reservations about the upcoming season of black flies, mosquitoes, horseflies, june bugs, earwigs and wasps. Here’s to hoping no wasps inside the house this year, and no black flying beetles that buzz and float into the washroom as I’m sitting on the throne.

Garlic sprout

Some of the garlic we planted in the fall have sprouted! Did I mention that we’re supposed to get 10-15cm of snow tonight and tomorrow and that I’m a bit worried for them?!

Thankful

Well I think that’s about it. It has been a quiet winter, yet dotted with some life changing events, the sudden death of a young friend, and some health issues in the family. But in the midst of it all, we could still see how good Jesus is, and we’re so thankful, and we’re filled with hope.

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Playing Catchup

Well we’ve been living in this old farmhouse on this old homestead for almost six months now, so it’s probably about time we updated you with the goings-on in this place!

Spring arrived with the grape hyacinths

 

the daffodils and tulips

 

and the plum blossoms and apple blossoms.

 

With the arrival of spring, various critters also came along for the fun. There were blackflies, horseflies, mosquitos, june bugs, house flies, cluster flies, wireworms, earwigs, and the dreaded wasp or yellowjackets, several of which made it into our kitchen. Much comforting was required from the husband. I do not have lovely pictures of these.

Besides these awful critters that made me severely question God’s aesthetic sense, there were thankfully creatures that  reminded me of my romaticized notions of what it would be like to live in the country and at one with nature. There was the mother fox with her young pups playing by the barn, practicing their hunting skills with the newly planted potatos spuds. There were the adult deer with the young fawns foraging across the pasture in the early morning fog, iridescent blue dragonflies darting among the field of timothy grass as they swayed gently in the breeze, and gigantically fuzzy bumble bees flying from clover to clover, whose buzzing sounded as low as the husband’s voice.

There were lots of new experiences, new knowledge gained, adjustments made, bewilderment, and laughter. More to follow on the summer season, renovations, and whatever else we can think of.