Archive | September, 2019

I Quit

30 Sep

The second reason I did not take many pictures this past weekend is tomatoes and milk.  Seriously.  I’m not getting much milk from the girls right now, but it still adds up.

That means, I started Saturday by making three batches of mozzarella.  I also had to deep fry the mozzarella sticks that we made last weekend.  They’ve been in the freezer all week taunting me.

Then I switched to tomatoes.

This is my canning total for Saturday: 13 pints and 2 half-pints of roasted sauce; two pints and four quarts of cold pack tomatoes; and six pints and three quarts of tomato juice.

My basement is full. I’ve already given away two dozen pints of sauce/salsa.  I quit.  I refuse to do any more tomatoes this year!

That means I moved on to other garden items!  I chopped and froze some okra.

I started preparing and freezing butternut squash.  I did some for me and some for my uncle.

Someone had to check out the squash after I put the skins in the birds’ bucket.

Sky and Snickers

Snickers decided that it tasted yummy.

I pulled the last of the beets and shared them with my nephew.  I roasted and froze mine. Since my peppers didn’t do well, my sister sent me a bucket.

I’m still working on getting the peppers done.  I did take a break though, and made three batches of soap Sunday afternoon.

That includes a new fragrance–crisp apple rose.

Another Weekend Without the Camera

29 Sep

I had good intentions of taking lots of pictures this weekend, so I could flood you with goat pictures.  There’s two reasons I didn’t take many pictures this weekend.  The first is the weather.  I managed to sneak out to pasture for a couple of minutes on Thursday when the weather was nice.

Astra, Pistol, and Antigone

We had rain of Friday and we had rain all day on Sunday.  It was afternoon before the goats finally gave up and headed out to pasture.

Margarita, Moose, Sidney, and Ringo

By the time the sun peeked out for a few minutes, I had to take advantage of it to do chores.

Pipsqueak and Penny

It’s only been 1 1/2 weeks out of 3 that I’m supposed to be wearing the shoe the podiatrist gave me.


It’s wet enough double bagging it isn’t enough, and we’re supposed to get a lot more rain on Tuesday.  It seems like we only have three types of weather in Iowa–too wet, too dry, and too windy.


I guess I shouldn’t complain though since it’s rain and not snow.

A Wet Fall Festival

28 Sep

I rushed home for work yesterday and jumped into the car I had packed the night before and took off for Watson’s Fall Festival in State Center to try and sell my soaps and other items.  I’d been watching the weather all day, and it looked like it was going to be close.

By the time I started up my gravel road, I wasn’t sure whether or not we’d end up having the market.

By the time I got to State Center and put gas in the car, the leading edge of the storms had arrived.

I sat in my car for a little while, and let the worst of the rain pass.  I felt bad for the couple setting their tent up while it was pouring.

Can you tell rain is pouring down the windshield?

When the rain had finished, we set up.

There was even a bit of sunshine for a little bit, but that time many of the vendors and the bounce tent and horse-drawn hay rack rides had cancelled.

That means that there weren’t many people.

Still, it was nice to see people I hadn’t seen in a while, and I did have a few customers.