An earthquake, which is not typical for our area, rocked our little house a few years ago, weakening our cabinet structure and cracking walls. Our old roof was leaking and water had seeped into the drywall, causing it to buckle and peel. The worst part was mold was growing. Last year when our beautiful new red roof was put on, we realized that the section that was added to the house sometime in the 1960’s really didn’t provide sufficient structure to support the weight of the upper cabinets and all the glassware for the addition that we added 19 years ago. The cabinets were shifting and we were growing more and more concerned. Continue reading “farmhouse kitchen gets a (small) remodel and Rustic Lasagna”
It happened in the butler’s pantry.
A hall-way space, and once upon a time when our house was first built, it was the kitchen.
Now a brown cow supervises my every move.
On a snowy day, I faced down that cow and got to making. Continue reading “white magic and a brown cow in the pantry”
I find eggs in unexpected places when the girls mischievously lay them outside their nesting box.
Sometimes I put them in my pocket.
Sometimes I forget that I put that egg in my pocket.
Sometimes I get a drippy gooey surprise.
August 2017 just hasn’t been a very nice month. Seems a lot of folks have the same feeling and that maybe we can all breathe a little better now that we have put this mean month to bed.
Tuesday it was all about
I baked a batch of chocolate chip love cookies for Valentine’s Day.
While the cookies were baking, the cat, the dog, and the chicken slept peacefully.
But the minute the cookies were done baking – Winter popped up and said are they ready?
Love is in the air.
Daisy and Winter continue to make my heart full with their antics and their amazing love bond.
Winter is now 10 weeks old and continues to go into the nesting box with Daisy each morning when Daisy lays her egg. She waits patiently for Daisy to finish her task and then they are off to forage and do chicken things.
Stanley Roo of nine lives – he is permanently bent over and walks crooked. He is missing a bunch of feathers and looks rather pathetic when you see him in person. He has survived so many fox, snake and dog attacks. This recent incident left me feeling his time was near, and I had planned his funeral. He hadn’t been able to crow or perform his rooster duties for quite some time. He was lethargic and no longer watched over his girls, it seemed this was going to be the end of him.
Then a miracle occurred.
Early one morning while it was still dark out, we heard this sad pathetic muted, garbled cock-a-doodle-do. Then a little while later we heard it again.
And then again.
Stanley Roo was crowing again!
He was loving the girls again, too.
Each evening now, as all the chickens make their way to the coop for the night, Stanley wobbles and staggers in, completely exhausted from a day of loving. But he seems quite content.
Stanley Roo watching over his flock.
Maybe he had some of those love cookies too.
Thank you for being here today.
Happy Feel Good Friday Y’all.
Did you know that today is National Pound Cake Day?
Who decides these things? I started the day off by giving the coop girls some cherry and apple pastry, I told them to pretend it was pound cake. Continue reading “Let them eat cake”
I held my breath as I reached back into the furthest, darkest most spider web encrusted box at the back of the barn.
I wondered to myself – am I going to pull out a snake-like I did a few years ago? Yeah I’ll admit when that happened I let out a big girly scream threw the box down and took off running.
Fortunately this adventure into the unknown dark crevices only yielded, dead spiders, crusty dirt and a few unknown dark spots.
My mission was to retrieve some of my wide mouth canning jars that have been stored away forever and a day.
Sweet potato farmer came a-calling the other day with a jumbo head of cabbage and I was on a mission to make sauerkraut.
The spidery jars are the real deal yeah they are real spiders, but what I mean is that they are vintage jars.
How can anything so simple make me smile so much?
A bath in soap and bleach for sure.
I found easy instructions for making sauerkraut in a canning jar here.
I think the cabbage looks like giant mushrooms.
All sliced and ready to stuff in jars. Below, I added dried beans to pint-sized jars to weigh the cabbage down.
I’m hoping in the future to do so more fermenting. I also entered to win a giveaway for a fermentool, there is still time to enter if you are interested, go here.
Meanwhile this weekend, as a Nor’Easter blew in, the Cottage men and friend worked on battening down the hatches on the ole rooster barn.
The rooster weather vane was a house-warming present and has been presiding over the barn for almost 23 years.
Thank goodness we only had rain and none of that white stuff. The guys got this side and the back covered in tar-paper before the rain chased them in.
The wind howled and the leaves swirled.
We lost power during the night, and I was wishing our generator wasn’t on the fritz. I’m sure we are going to be needing it before long.
Pouff! No sooner did I type those words and hit the publish button – the power went out and the internet down. So a few hours later, we are back up running again.
We took that opportunity to go out and hang some of our vintage petroleum collection that has been scattered around and stuck in storage for way too long.
Have a good week y’all.
See you later, Bye!