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Chicken Noodle Soup

It seems a little nuts that this summer has been mild enough to have us craving soup, but you won’t hear me complaining.  By all rights we should have been experiencing temperatures in the 100’s by now, with crazy oppressive humidity.  Instead, we are seeing mere 80’s. It’s wonderful.  I could love summers if every year was this way. That’s not to say we won’t get punished by a brutal September or October (hey, it could happen….in fact it HAS happened in the past), but for now I am going to revel in actually being able to work in the garden without wanting to die from heat stroke.

But back to the soup.

Before I left for my long weekend away, I made sure to put up several meals that my family could reheat easily and not resort to ordering pizza every night.  At the same time, I was cleaning out the freezers and came upon a whole frozen chicken carcass from a roast chicken dinner this spring and several bags of frozen vegetable scraps (bell pepper cores, carrot and celery tops, onion skins).  An idea was born. A big pot of chicken noodle soup would take care of using up that food before it went south, and would make several meals to leave behind.

To begin with, I let the carcass thaw a bit, but since it was already cooked and mostly just bones and some fat I wasn’t too concerned.  I seared it a bit in a big pot with olive oil to brown it up a bit.  While that was going, I did the same thing with the vegetable scraps in a saute pan.

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Once I had both the chicken carcass and the veggie scraps browned up a bit, I threw the scraps in the pot with the chicken and filled it up with water.  Then I dumped several tablespoons of Herbs de Provence on top and stirred it all up.

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A few grinds of black pepper and a shake or two of sea salt and then I brought it all to a boil.  Then I reduced the heat to low, put on the cover, and let it simmer for nearly 12 hours.

In the meantime, I picked a decent bunch of carrots from the garden and washed them up to add to the soup.

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Yummy heirloom carrots!  I sliced them all up, and since I wasn’t sure if they’d be added the next day or the day after (depending on when I got to finishing the soup) I put them in a food saver bag and packed them tight to keep them fresh.

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Nifty, right?  This was not nearly enough carrots, though!  I had to add a whole bunch more that I bought at Trader Joe’s so the soup would be nice and full of them.  I think I used 3 or 4 cups of chopped carrots for my pot.

When my stock had simmered down to where I wanted it to be volume and flavor-wise, I browned up some boneless chicken thighs I’d also found in the freezer clean-out.

While they were sauteeing away, I strained the bones and scraps out of my chicken stock to leave only the liquid.  Then i added the meat.

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I like using thigh meat for soups because it is so much more flavorful than breast meat.

While that was going on, I also whipped up a batch of homemade pasta dough using THIS recipe.  I rolled it through the linguine cutter and then cut that into smaller strips and let it dry for about an hour.

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I threw all of the carrots into the soup with the broth and meat, and then, for good measure, chopped up some celery and onions and threw that in as well.  I taste-tested for salt and herbs, but I honestly didn’t have to add any.  The slow simmering had made a very flavorful broth.

The pasta went in a handful at a time to keep it from sticking together.

At the end it looked and smelled divine.

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The kids LOVED it.  I was able to freeze several quarts of it for them to enjoy while I was away, and enjoy they did!

Neve has been calling this the “Summer Chicken Soup” so as to differentiate it from the Garlic Chicken Soup we make all winter which is so medicinal for us.

I loved it because I went in with no recipe, just a knowledge of what I hand on hand and how I wanted it to taste.  Improvisation in the kitchen is really fun for me, and this was no exception; particularly because so much of it was grown here and made completely by hand.

I’ll certainly be doing this again!


Tagged: Farm, food, Garden

The Best Kind of Weekends

This weekend has been the perfect storm of excellent mild weather and time for both relaxing and productivity.

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The temperatures have made being outside during the day an absolute joy.

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The garden is starting to finally show some signs of the bounty to come.  The bees are all over it lately, and I am so excited to see the results!

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I brought home a fig tree from Whole Foods yesterday and planted it today.  There’s already little figs growing on it.  I hope in a few years it produces enough to make fig jam!

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We’ve also been seeing more of our neighbors lately.  The little boy across the street loves to visit the flock, and we always love to show them off!  It’s also super important to us that the people living around us are happy with our little homestead. The hollow that our property sits in protects most of the neighbors from animal sounds, but you never know.

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Another turtle found wandering around down by the stream!  Lucy was taking an interest in this little guy so Neve relocated him to the garden.

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Friendly little Thomas.

I love it when the kids spend full days out of the house; it’s not often that it happens in the summer (unless they are in the pool, but that doesn’t really count as being outside and exploring!).  I’ve spent more time outside exploring as well, and I’ve found countless wild blackberry bushes, wild rosebushes, and even wild blueberry bushes.  It’s important to me that we start trying to make a deeper connection to this land that we own. We will be here for awhile, and taking care of what is here in addition to putting in a mini orchard and improving the soil will be worth it for years and years to come.  Hopefully this will help my kids to grow up with an appreciation for the earth that sustains us and a mindfulness towards its care.

In the meantime, slow down summer.  These beautiful moments are far too fleeting.


Tagged: Farm, Garden, Pets, Seasons

The Farm Report

We’ve had some spectacularly mild weather here this week!  I could get used to low humidity and temps in the mid 80’s.  If this was always what summer was like I’d be MUCH more inclined to have it stick around longer.

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July has been pretty dry, and I’m not one to complain about it.  Not after last year’s sogginess!  I think it may be helping keep  much of the bug populations rather low.  The one exception seems to be the flies.  They are HORRENDOUS right now.  Speaking to our vet this week, she agreed that this has been a terrible year for flies.  I’ve been having to spray down the sheeps’ back ends with fly spray every few days, and the vet assured me it was the smart thing to do.

Right now my main objective has been to keep the flock comfortable and well-fed.  They have plenty of shade throughout the day, and I have put an extra water tank out as well.  They are getting a dose of electrolytes in their water and so far it hasn’t been hot or awful enough out to warrant a heat tonic.  (We still have August, though, so…..)

I want them well-fed to give them the best chance against any parasite that may pop up.  We did copper them this spring, and they get Levamisole every so often to be safe.  We are taking NO chances.

Aside from that, I have had a few opportunities to get to know our new vets.  Most recently we had a farm call to take care of a ewe I’d found with a prolapse.

***WARNING –  NO PICS, BUT STILL NOT FOR THE SQUEAMISH ***

Sunday evening when Oona and I went out to take care of feeding, I noticed one of the colored sheep has quite a lot of red going on under the tail area. My first thought was flystrike (it’s terrible.  Don’t click on that link if you don’t really, really want to know).  There were a lot of flies buzzing about and her tail was wagging a lot as though she were itchy.

I dropped everything and ran for my permethrin spray and gloves, prepared to do battle with maggots. But as it turned out, there was no fly infestation.  Her vagina had prolapsed and pushed out of her body, and that was what was attracting the flies. As bad as fly strike is, this felt much, much worse.

Thankfully, our vet arrived with confident reassurances, and after an epidural was administered to the bewildered ewe, the whole area was washed well, pushed back up inside where it belonged, and a large stitch was put in place to make sure it stayed put. The bad news is that this ewe cannot be bred again. Ever. Once the vagina or uterus collapses outside of the body like that it has a tendency to want to continue to do so.  That stitch that the vet put in her is permanent.

Today I did a thorough check on everyone and she is healing well, and there are no more flies buzzing about her ladybits.

Also doing well is Mr. Paddington.  When he and his twin, Piccadilly, were about a week old, we noticed he had a limp.  It got progressively worse over the next two or three days and then we discovered a large lump above his front hoof. When we picked him up, it burst.  Susan and I were stumped; when a second spot appeared on his back leg and a third on his chest, he went straight to the vet.

She found that his hoof was broken.  Most likely his mama stepped on him, or one of the other mamas.  When they are that little and trying to nurse, they tend to get underfoot a lot. The broken bones were surrounded by a pocket of infection, which was spreading to other parts of his body.

After lancing and draining his abscesses, she scrubbed him down well, splinted his leg and bandaged him up.  I was sent home with instructions to re-bandage every two to three days, administer antibiotics and a painkiller.  The kicker, for me, was that the bandage changing and scrubbing of the wounds required him to be asleep, so I was given a vial of sedative to knock him out every few days for a good cleaning.

If you’ve never had to knock out a small animal, it’s rather disconcerting at first!

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Despite his handicaps, Paddington continued to thrive and nurse and hop along after the other lambs.  We have been calling him “Hop-A-Long Paddington” ever since.

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He’s a bit crooked, since his other joints and muscles grew disproportionately in response to how he was using them.

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He will win no prizes for conformation.  But this lamb by all rights shouldn’t even be alive.  It’s a miracle the infection didn’t settle into his bones.  It’s amazing that he never stopped nursing from his mama, despite the fact that she was not the most attentive parent.  He is the friendliest lamb in the field, owing to the time he spent being handled by us, and even though he’s crooked, he is growing just as well as the other lambs.

And if we are all very, very lucky, there will be no more vet calls this year!

 


Tagged: Farm, Pets, Seasons

Today In Sheep

The lambs have gotten HUGE!  Their tails have all fallen off, and they are more and more independent every day.  They are still nursing, but it’s becoming rather comical as they have gotten a bit big to be under their mamas!

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Oona has been learning how to handle taking care of feeding; she has the advantage of being fast enough to outrun them to the troughs, but the disadvantage of still being small enough to get a bit trampled.  She gets smarter about how she manages it every day, though.

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Paddington and Piccadilly nursing.

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This is Darby, if you can believe it!  He looks enormous to me now!  Luckily he is still just as sweet as ever.

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Wembley.

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Wimbledon.

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Esmont.

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Snacking on the go.

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Keswick.

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The fabulous Knightsbridge.

Everybody is doing well and growing like weeds!  So far even our very hottest days have not been too awful; hopefully that will remain the case and we won’t have to administer too much heat tonic this summer!

 


Tagged: Farm, Pets

Movin’ To The Country….

…gonna feed the pigs lotsa peaches.

Our awesome friend Trina works for the big local orchard and today brought two big bushels of fallen peaches and apples for the pigs and chickens.

Brace yourselves for lots of pictures, because there’s nothing I like better than pictures of happy pigs!

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Churchill tried to nose into the box as soon as she set it down, but I wanted to keep track of how many peaches (and peach pits) they were eating.

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Even Bertie got in on some apple action.

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As did the chickens.

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Agnes (who we are now fairly certain is actually a male) partook of a few figs.

I just love seeing them all share in summer’s bounty!


Tagged: Farm, food, Pets

Flowers and Berries, Oh My!

First, Happy Solstice weekend, everyone!  It’s been rather off-again, on-again rainy this weekend, which put a damper on our bonfire celebration, so we’ve put that off until next weekend.

We did celebrate with fresh basil pesto and basil-lime-gin cocktails, so it wasn’t a total loss.

Oona and I spent time wandering around the farm and looking at all of the plants growing in that we never knew were there before (it’s been easier to take inventory of things growing back slowly after having scraped it bare).

We found a wild rosebush (which I hope to transplant to a better spot), and lots of Brown-Eyed Susans popping up.

There’s plenty of Queen Ann’s Lace and little Daisies.  Near where we keep the hay there’s also plenty of this:

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Butterfly Weed.  It’s quite lovely, actually, and it’s a nice compliment to the Butterfly Bushes I have that have spread and volunteered in places far from were the originals were planted.  Whatever I can do to attract more pollinators is a good thing!

Then we found the berries.  Now, I knew we had a decent amount of wild blackberry bushes scattered everywhere, but I didn’t realize the full volume of what we are dealing with.  SCORES of bushes. EVERYWHERE.  We picked a good bowl-full of berries, and left many, many unripe berries on the plants to go back for later.

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Most of the plants are just starting to grow back in from where the land was cleared a few years ago and aren’t in berry yet.  This means that in a year or two we will have more berries than we can handle.  I am so looking forward to making jam and vinegar with them!  For today we simple ate the berries out of hand.

Not only that, but…

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My blueberry plant is finally producing!  Sadly, it is but one crummy little plant.  However – I bought several more blueberry plants  plants from The Arbor Day Foundation that we will plant this fall (along with 3 more apple trees, 5 cherry trees, 2 peach trees, a Damson plum, and 2 chestnut trees!).  There are also plans in the works to put in a terraced strawberry bed along the lower edge of my vegetable garden (thanks to my friend Lisa at Red Row Farm for the idea!).

I’m grateful I took the time to slow down and really take a look around at what we have to work with here.  This little homestead has served us better than we thought it would, and I’m glad we’ve decided to put more into it rather than dreaming of somewhere better.

 

 


Tagged: Farm, food, Garden, Seasons

June Days

It’s nearly the Summer Solstice and we are finally settling into our slower summer rhythm.  With lambing done, the flock moved out to summer pasture, and the garden more or less planted, I’ve had a chance to breathe a bit and enjoy taking in the sights and sounds of June.  I’m getting excited for a wild raspberry harvest, and thrilled to have discovered wild rose bushes growing in a few spots.

The chickens are laying well (including our new blue egg layers – thanks, Lisa! I owe you dinner!), the beans and peas are flowering.  My bee balm has finally blossomed and I made a few recipes from Marisa McLellan’s Food In Jars. (Vanilla-Rhubarb Jam and White Wine Mustard).

We have one more quiet week before theater camp starts the 23rd and life gets a bit crazy temporarily. For now I am going to enjoy my slow summer evenings with the sheep and in the garden.

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Tagged: Farm, Garden, Seasons

Fresh Pastures

This evening after feeding we opened the gates to the big field.  As the light was fading, all the mamas and lambs found their way out to fresh grass and weeds.   On the one hand, it feel so wonderful to be able to put them out onto pasture; on the other hand it makes me terribly anxious sending our babies out into such a big space!  At first there was much commotion and noise as the lambs frantically called after their mamas, who were so engrossed in the new green foodstuffs that they paid no heed to their babies’ distress.

Eventually everyone fell in with their little family units and felt a little braver, jumping and nibbling and sniffing.

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It was hard to get many good pictures with the light so poor; in fact I took about 500 and only wound up with a handful that were usable. It was much, much darker than it appears in the pictures.

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Cini is back with the sheep after a good brushing.  He and Oona are thick as thieves; pretty sure they’re plotting something.

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I’ll be nervous the next few days while everyone gets acclimated to the pasture, but it’s lovely seeing them among so much green.


Tagged: Farm, Pets

Tag Day!

The new Vet came out today to take care of tagging the lambs’ ears and banding their tails and (for the boys) testicles. The boys weren’t overly pleased with the process, but the ewe lambs were vocally pissed.  They threw themselves on the ground, flailing about and yelling as though the world were ending.

In reality, they were fine.  A bit of initial discomfort, and then their tails (and testes) go numb.  The blood stops flowing to those extremities and they become dessicated and fall off. In fact, by the time we did evening chores they had gotten over it completely.

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Don’t they look spiffy with their new tags?

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Bennett with her boys, Keswick and Brunswick.

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Lamb pile on Wren!

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Wimbledon.

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Miss Wembley, looking mighty pleased with herself after throwing an epic post-tagging tantrum.

The vet gave all these beasts (seriously, they’re HUGE) a clean bill of health and approved putting them out into the pasture this weekend.  We’ll be letting the goats out first to test the fences (juuuuust in case.  If there’s a weakness, goats will find and exploit it) overnight and if all goes well, the babies and mamas will be frolicking on fresh green tomorrow night!


Tagged: Farm, Pets

Saturday in Lambs

I cannot believe how fast the lambs are growing! They seem huge to me now!

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Wembley is quite a character out there (and yes, they have all started nibbling on hay already!).  She enjoys hopping on top of the dog house and chewing on clothing.

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You can’t turn your back on that one!

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Everybody loves a good lamby cuddle.

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That X!

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Who, us? Troublemakers?

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Wembley the nibbler strikes again!

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Some of the lambs are already getting too big for Oona to pick up.  Actually, I struggled a bit picking up Staunton today.  We’re trying to enjoy their little-ness while we can; soon they’ll be headed into the general population with their mamas, and after that, everyone will be put out of the winter pen onto……..GRASS!!!!!!

Yes, we are finally getting nice and green in the pasture.  I can’t even tell you how happy this makes everyone.  I can’t wait to look out and see a happy flock grazing on grass.

 


Tagged: Farm, Pets