Busy Homesteading Weekend

We have awesome neighbors.  They are not only friendly, kind, generous and are practically like grandparents to Sarah, but they know our property inside and out.  Which is wonderful, since we’re still bumbling around regarding all things farm.  Diane’s parents used to own our property (they passed away a few years ago) and they farmed it: mostly apples, corn and cattle.  So, when we started to pick apples for more cider on Saturday, they came out to help and showed us how to shake the apples down off the trees, which is much more efficient.  And, wow, did we get apples!

This truckload was from mostly emptying four trees, and a few apples from various other trees.  So, maybe five trees worth, added together.  We have 35 trees.  Just sayin’.

On Sunday, we pressed 8 gallons of cider and we still have two FULL trash barrels worth of apples.  Jason did all the hard work of hand-cranking the press, and Sarah and I ladled the cider into gallon containers while fighting off the yellow jackets.  We have no more cider containers, so we’ll have to buy cheap gallons of water and empty them.  The two barrels of apples might make around 15 more gallons of cider.  Time to plug in the chest freezer!

The leftover smashed apples from pressing those 8 gallons filled up our compost bin (layered with leaves, of course).  We have one more empty bin, but after that we’ll have to start a big compost pile down the hill.  I envision a farm-sized compost pile that we’ll turn using the bucket on the tractor – and this apple smash stuff will be perfect to start it up.

Anyway, Jason couldn’t just rest on his laurels after hand-cranking 8 gallons of cider, oh no.  That same day he also hand churned butter:

Okay, there’s really not much butter in this picture, but you can see Sarah likes to help Daddy clean the bowl.  And, also on that same day, Jason made Pork and Apple Sausage:

The recipe uses sauteed tart apple and leek, as well as reduced apple cider.  The results were amazingly delicious.  This photo of the raw final product does not do it justice, but I had to include it anyway:

We ate some for dinner on Monday and decided they’re so sweet we’ll use them as breakfast sausage from now on.  Yum!

And now, I must admit my big concession regarding organic farming.  On Monday I sprayed poison on the poison oak.  After my pitiful attempt at pulling it out by hand landed me at the doctor’s TWICE, with less than 1% of it pulled out, I came to the conclusion that there is a limit to my organic orthodoxy.  Poison oak is where I draw the line.  I am supremely sensitive to the stuff, needing a long course of prednisone every time I get near it, and boy oh boy do we have our fair share around here.  Since the property wasn’t taken care of for many years, the poison oak has really taken over.  I geared up and sprayed for 2 1/2 hours on Monday morning, and got a good amount done, but not all by a long shot.  Here I am in my getup:

I was protecting myself from the poison oak as much as from the poison that I was spraying.  I think it worked well in that regard, but I probably started to get heat stroke by the end.  I stopped when I started to feel nauseated, and after I took off the jumpsuit I found I’d sweated through all my clothes – totally soaked.  And I weighed two pounds less.  Needless to say, I drank a lot of water afterwards!

Luckily, that was all the important poison oak spraying, and the rest can wait until cooler weather.  What is also lucky is that the poison oak is growing where we don’t plan on growing any crops – it’s mostly under redwoods and live oak trees.  Our future vegetable garden area is completely free of the stuff.  And certain areas, like the back forest and the upper pasture, are infrequently visited so I think we’ll wait until we have goats that can eat the poison oak up there.

Ah, my theoretical future goats…  For now, I’ll be happy when we can finally order our chicks.  The coop is done, but the HUGE chicken fence is still in process – but that’s a subject for another blog.

Meanwhile, I owe our wonderful neighbors a gallon or two of cider for all their help with the apple tree shaking.  And next time they offer to help, I’d better be ready for a whole truckload of apples!

– Lizzy


3 thoughts on “Busy Homesteading Weekend

  1. Wow! So you it sounds like this place is a full time job! Your man is amazing – Pressing cider, Churning Butter and making homemade Sausage too???!! Impressive;-D You sound like you are loving the farming life – though I know it comes with it’s hardships too – but somehow hard labor is just more rewarding;-D

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