Monthly Archives: July 2012

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Isn’t this poster exactly perfect?

This is one of my very favorite quotes from one of my very favorite poets. Have you read any  Mary Oliver? Her poetry is so full of passion and alive-ness and truth. She never fails to light a fire under me, inspire me or give me a kick in the rear when I need it.

Today, I thought I would share with you a few of the Mary Oliver lines, the ones that I return to again and again. I hope they are as meaningful and powerful for you as they have been for me.

“Instructions for living a life: Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.” from Sometimes.

 ”I believe in kindness. Also in mischief. Also in singing, especially when singing is not necessarily prescribed.” from Evidence.

 ”You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.” from Wild Geese.

“Still, what I want in my life is to be willing to be dazzled—to cast aside the weight of facts and maybe even to float a little above this difficult world.” from The Ponds.

“Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.” from Evidence.

“I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world.” from When Death Comes.

“You want to cry aloud for your mistakes. But to tell the truth the world doesn’t need any more of that sound.”  from The Poet With His Face in His Hands.

That last one nearly does me in every time I read it. It such a poignant reminder not to be so hard on myself. If you’d like to read more of Mary Oliver, I recommend starting with New and Selected Poems, Volume One & Vol. 2.

Do you have any words of wisdom the that you return to again and again? I’d love to read them.

so I took the day off

And took myself to the beach! But on the way down, I had to stop at Halcyon Yarn because I wanted to get some different fibers. I’m not spinning every day in this Tour de Fleece, but I am spinning again, so that’s a good thing.

Before you knew it, I had a little haul… I plan to dye some of the natural/white stuff, probably before I spin it, but who knows.

Half a pound each of Domestic (on the left) and Romney (on the right). Notice that the domestic looks like less… I’m thinking it is less airy.
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Three ounces of something called “Coyote Cotton”… it’s soft (and a gorgeous soft,, rich brownish color)!
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Two rayon-like things. Tencel on the left, it’s creamy white and very slippery/soft. The camera had a hard time focusing on it. And something called “Black Diamond” on the right. It’s the color of a charcoal brick. Two ounces of each, I think…
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Two ounces of hemp… it feels kind of greasy, which is interesting. I’ll probably make a bag or basket out of it, but I don’t know.
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Some cotton out of the sale bin, Louisa Harding’s Ondine. I’ll probably make a Montego Bay Scarf (Ravelry link).
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And a Noro Kureyon knock-off by Plymouth, Gina. I’ll probably use it for some Maine Morning Mitts (pair #37 or so… I make a lot of these).
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And some very cool steam-punkish buttons (for those bracelets I’ve been making).
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I love the drive through Bath to Popham Beach. I had a great time at the beach… the tide was way out. I took a much needed sorta nap. I swam and floated around and played in the waves. And I started reading a new book (The Historian). Couple of things… I love my cup-sized bikini, but it isn’t really meant to keep things contained while swimming. So I developed this technique of surfing in a wave and then flipping over to face the ocean to be sure that what spilled out went back in. Didn’t want to frighten the young people you know…

And I think maybe I should have gotten the prescription bifocal sunglasses, no?
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It was as always, beautiful. And since it was Thursday, it wasn’t crowded!
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There was a very cool sea breeze coming off the water… you could see the mist flying about. The water was warm, for Maine. At first it seemed cold, but after I finally got to that critical depth (where you can pee), it was fine. I loved floating in the waves. And when I finally walked in (for those of you who don’t know the place, it’s long and shallow, so you can walk out for a long way and still not be very deep), it felt like bath water in the shallows!

Here’s some recent spinning… blue-faced leicester and silk, in the color “tropical fish tank”. It’s from the Portland Fiber Gallery and was a dream to spin. For the first time, I beat the yarn after I washed it… it really makes a difference! Freshly spun on the left; soaked, beaten, and dried on the right.
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DH has been away this week. I developed a little irrigation system in the garden… ahem… actually it’s to hide the paw prints. Guilty as charged, yes, I did not close the gate behind me…
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Check out this awesome thing I got at the Salvation Army store in Rye (NH). I think it’s goat (angora mohair??), and it’s woven, and I got two at $1.99 each. Based on Gravy’s reaction, I think somebody used them for what I intend… dog beds/blankets. Even after washing (they shrunk quite a bit, but still will be bigger than the girls’ crates), there is a lot of shortish black hair, so I’m thinking maybe they belonged to a lab.
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Name That Vineyard Snippet( Part 4) …

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How many places can you name?    For those who don’t know the Vineyard that well, tell me what picture you like the best.  Leave your answers in ‘comments’… thank you :)


In the Garden: Cucumbers

Lately I am having a heck of a time keeping up with the tremendous output of cucumbers in the garden.  Somehow, despite the onslaught of squash bugs and cucumber beetles that have been plaguing us for weeks, the cukes have done pretty well.  Only now are they starting to show signs of the bacterial wilt transmitted by those pests, which all of my other squash plants have fallen prey to.

Growing an organic garden is a challenge. Even in a good year, when pests aren’t that awful, it is a chore.  Every evening you’ll find me out among the squash, smashing squash bug eggs and their adult counterparts in an effort to pare down the population.  Japanese beetles get collected in a mason jar every night, shaken well (to stun them so they don’t fly away) and fed to the chickens.

But this year.  This year has been something else.  I knew it would be bad; the warm winter we had meant that bugs would be numerous.  Even so, I was unprepared for the epidemic that we’ve suffered.

Basically, I’ve given up on the squash.  If I had known just how bad it was going to be I’d have invested in some Neem oil,
but I’ve had such success in past years by simply picking off eggs and bugs that I hadn’t bothered.  They are just so incredibly out of control, and it has been in the 100′s here for a few weeks so I was unable to spend as much time as I’d like to keeping them in check.

The good news is we’ve gotten quite a substantial crop of cucumbers despite the bugs.  We’ve also had a bumper crop of surprising little things called “Mexican Sour Gherkins”.  These are tiny sour – tasting cucumbers that look like mini watermelons.

They are terrific for snacking and for salads.  I may even pickle them, which is what I have been doing in mass batches with the bigger cukes.

My favorite pickles are refrigerator pickles, and my favorite recipe for them is adapted from Jam it, Pickle it, Cure it by Karen Solomon.

I slice up my cukes however I want them (I like to do some jars bread and butter style, some spears, some halves).  I stuff each jar with cukes, a spoonful of minced or crushed garlic, a dash of ground cinnamon (the recipe calls for one cinnamon stick per pint jar) , a teaspoon each of yellow mustard seeds and brown mustard seeds, a tablespoon or better of dill, a teaspoon or better of red pepper flakes (more if you like heat), a couple grinds of black pepper, and a few teaspoons of kosher salt.  Exact science, right?  You’ll get to know how to adjust these for taste after your first jar or two. Since you’re not canning it the recipe doesn’t have to be perfect.  It is more important that you end up with the taste you want.

 

Then I fill up half the jar with vinegar (generally you use white vinegar, but I’ve used apple cider vinegar to great success.  I imagine champagne vinegar works nicely as well) and the rest with water.  Then seal and let it sit in the fridge for 48 hours before eating.

They are supposed to last in the fridge for about a month – but let me tell you, we generally eat them all before that.  I’ve had a couple of stray jars hidden in the back of the fridge that go unnoticed for around three months and were still just fine.

 


Tagged: Farm, food, Garden

Back To Blogging.

Zac and I went on vacation a few weeks ago, and I brought a camera down to the beach with us. I wanted to have a photograph of myself in my new bathing suit.

This picture of Zac untangling a crab from his net is the only one I took, but I’m happy with it.


Lakeside …

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Lake Mohawk – Sparta, New Jersey


Tour de Fleece

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I missed the first week of Tour de Fleece (in which we spin every day the riders ride during the Tour de France) but now that I’m home I’m squeezing in as much spinning as I can while at the same time catching up on all the things that accumulate when one is away on vacation. I’ve started off with a bobbin full of Tarragon’s roving. This is the tail end of her ’09 vintage fleece, cormo x Romney. I’m not sure if I’ll do a 2-ply or a 3-ply but I’ve decided to switch back to the Shale roving which is 50:50 BFL:alpaca. I’m close to finishing and I’d like to know how much yardage I have so I can start perusing sweater patterns. My initial goal for TdF is just to finish spinning and plying Shale’s roving.

Curing Onions

Speaking of hot, dry weather– a few days ago, we harvested our onions. They’re Tropeana Lungas from Baker Creek, and they are wonderful.

While cooking with them the other day, Zac remarked that, in the same way homegrown garlic is fresher, stronger, and plain-old more than the store-bought kind, these onions are more pungent, sharper, and, when cooked, melt into a more powerful sweetness than others do.

I just love them because they’re beautiful. They bulbed up quite nicely over midsummer– it’s hard to believe that they were this small a month ago!– and, as soon as the really hot weather came and their tops started to fall over, we waited a few more weeks, until the outer layers of their skin began to dry out. That’s when we pulled them and set them out to cure.

 Curing onions– or any food, for that matter– is a process that ensures that the onions are thoroughly dried out, that they develop a tough, protective outer layer, and that they’re all ready to go into dry storage for the season ahead, and not rot.

Onions are partially cured in the field. After they’re harvested, they’re left out in the open sun for a day or two. After that, they’re left in a dry, sheltered place– we’re keeping them in our garage. We leave the tops on, both so that we can braid them later, but also to help wick extra moisture out of the onion, preventing rot.

They’ll hang out in the garage for at least two weeks, if not longer. Once the tops wither completely, we’ll braid the onions and hang them up next to our braids of garlic. These onions are so tasty– and we use so many aliums in the kitchen– that I’m certain they won’t even make it to winter. We’ll definitely grow more of this variety next year, and I’m certain a few others, too.