The whole family loves green beans. We enjoy fresh ones right off the plant, make simple stir fry recipes with tons of green beans, lightly saute with garlic and a crumble of bacon, I could go on and on.
We also like to have quite a bit of beans frozen so that we can savor the summer flavor all winter long.
This last picking gave us enough green beans for two meals plus two gallon sized bags to be put into the freezer for wintertime.
Usually we go through about 10 of these gallon bags a year so I will have to make sure to keep the beans irrigated and picked every couple of days to ensure that the harvest will continue for several more weeks.
The time has come for our loaner herd to return home since the grass supply has dried up with the summer weather.
Three cows, two calves and a yearling bull were all loaded up at the neighbor farm about 20 miles from the farm. They had done a good job cleaning up all the extra growth around the barnyards and into the pastures.
Once home the cows and calves were turned out into the main herd and the bull was moved into the bull pen with another bull about the same age. The first hour of their return yielded a lot of pushing, shoving, sniffing and chasing but they have all calmed down quickly and by dinner time all was well once again on the farm.
My attempt at growing figs began about 6 years ago. A friend convinced me that I could indeed grow my own delicious and somewhat exotic (for me) fruit. I had been sure that being in the Coast Range next to the Nehalem River would not be suitable for that kind of tree and had up until that point, bothered every friend and relative in the Willamette Valley to snag my fair share each year as they ripened. Continue reading
I took a few days off last week and went bummin’ around. It was delightful to get away for a change and especially to let others cook and clean for me during a break from the farm.
But now it is back to reality and the garden is hopelessly overgrown.
Today will be spent harvesting and cleaning up the rows of veggies, picking up apples from under the trees and discarding anything over-sized to the cows (torpedo sized zuchinni, anyone?).
The herd from the show barn are already standing by the fence line, waiting rather impatiently for a tidbit to be thrown their way so it is time to get to work!
The tree that I had told you about last week about the old sump showing signs of the fire that swept across our hillside many years ago is now ready to be cut down.
Since the old, rotten stump that the tree grew out of, Mike had to use a little imagination to be able to get to the spot where the tree needed to be cut.
The orange that you see about mid-picture is the saw sitting on top the rotted part of the old stump. The cut will need to be about one foot above where the saw is right now.
By levering the blade and running the caterpillar at a slight angle up the rotten tree, he was able to make a solid base to stand on while making the falling cuts.
This dangerous tree fell right where planned and did not harm any of the trees that are still growing healthy around this spot. We will be planting a few new trees around this open area to keep the forest well-stocked. What is left of the old stump and the remnants of this tree will stay in place in the forest to decay and feed the rest of area.
We had a little moisture move into the area over night. The air is cool and fresh and the dampness calmed the fire danger a bit. The calmness may only last a day or two but it allows us back into the woods for some more clean-up.
During one of my many breaks during the work day I noticed a habitat that was in need of a little work. Just above my head was a web lit by sunlight streaming through the trees.
It appears to have had some damage. I suspect that a fortuitous meal had managed to get stuck in the middle and the spider hauled it away to the pantry.
New webbing had been started to fix the gaping hole, but the slender tendrils are so delicate that I could not capture them with my little point-and-shoot. Looks like this humble abode will be back to good in short order.
Momma Cat, Grandma Cat and Crazy Uncle Boaz have all been taking care of the 6 kittens that were born this spring. They take turns babysitting the rambunctious young-uns and make forays away from the barn on occasion. Continue reading