The Sand-hill Cranes are Back —- Wednesday, October 9, 2019

The Sandhill Cranes are back (this is an old photo)

(Another old photo)

A pair flew over my head as I was shuffling around the trash cans yesterday morning

(From my archives)

They hollered and squawked at me as they flapped vigorously toward the Upper End of our farm

If was a happy feeling to see them arrive.

Since yesterday was lovely warm in the afternoon. We decided to take one last spin in the corvette before we have to put the top back on.

(Photo from last year)

We drove around and looked at the hemp farms…harvest has begun.  I wonder if the killing freezes damages the CBD oil in the plant? I will let you know if I find out anything

Part of my yard, now a beautiful memory.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

Outside the Weather was Forceful and Damp—-Tuesday, October 9, 2018

Since the weather was damp and rather cool I decided I wanted to try my hand at creating and cooking a 9th Century Feast.

I just finished reading the whole series by Octavia Randolph set in the 9th Century Saxon-Viking era of Angle-Land (England) and Gotland, Switzerland.

Octavia Randolph is a very generous author allowing the first novel to be read free from her website AND she also allows you to download a book of Cookery Book(let)

Although, I had already purchased the Kindle version of her books before I visited her website.  But for those of you who wish to download the first book, the above link will take you there.

The Circle of Ceridwen is a marvelous adventure, I encourage you to enjoy the series also.

Anyway, after reading about Octavia Randolph’s Winter Feast, and her friend’s, Deborah Dishes take on the feast from the book of Cookery…

I decided I wanted to make a feast!

It took me two days to create—first off because of food allergy issues I had to make my (mock Venison pie) with a gluten-free crust. Then (instead of venison, being fresh out of venison, I cooked up a nice sized pork roast.

Then I got to thinking with all this prep work…lucky me two of our daughters called Sunday morning (the day I wanted to have a feast) and I invited them to come to share in a 9th Century feast.  Thankfully they came.

I sat the table with rather modern dishes (1970) and allowed the use of forks, spoons, and knives.  Being fresh out of ale or wine, they had to drink ICED water.  Other than those modern day conveniences we proceeded to have a feast.

Not wanting to create EVERYTHING I picked six items before we began I read to them a wee bit from the cookbook, so they understood the value of black pepper, nutmeg, and cinnamon.

Here is my take on a Gluten Free Venison Pie (mock)

Honeyed Carrots and parsnips with little flakes of mint

Lavender Pudding, which deflated a wee bit, but tasted wonderful

And oatcakes served for dessert with honey and cinnamon apples (of which I forgot to take a photo).

Everyone enjoyed everything!  They liked the little tidbits of knowledge I read to them, and the flavors of all the foods.

As for me…I want to do it again.  Using some of the other recipes in the book.  What a fun little feast we had.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Cold Wind Comes—Monday, October 9, 2017

The air is cold today!!!

Snow and rain and wind…insane wind.

The air is dim and miserable.  Snow frosts the air and chills the bones; roars along with the wind spitting through the air

 

The searching bitter wind has put a stop for all the farmers harvesting.  Winter has come.

I am most grateful that our pinto beans are harvested.  Most grateful.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda

 

 

Fixing Fence—Sunday, October 9, 2016

fixing-fence-001It’s that time of year.

That time of the year, when hunters feel like your land is their land.  Who cares if there is a fence of two in the way.  Just clip the strands and head on into the wilderness called ‘somebody else’s farm’.  Grrr.

Terry and I fixed fence Saturday and reposted the NO Trespassing Signs.

Will it work?  Who knows.  My Dad always said:  “Locks and gates only keep out the honest person”.

Sigh.

Sure makes me shake my head in puzzlement, at the audacity, of some people.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda