Our Island started a Farmers Market Co-Op about 3 weeks ago. They asked all of us who farm or homestead to be a part of it and sell some of our goods. It’s on Mondays after work hours for 3 hours.
We missed the first week but participated the second week by putting up a table and selling some of our homegrown vegetables, canned goods, baked goods, and the Teen Queen’s handmade clay jewelry, lipsticks and sugar body scrubs. We had about 50 items and came home with 3. I’d say it was a success!
This week we have a few more harvested vegetables to add to the table as well as some of our home baked Breads, Peach Skin Jelly, Dilly Beans and more canned peaches!
A farmers market is such an awesome opportunity to support your local farmers and meet people who like to homestead. I always give out our Facebook site and this page so anyone who wants recipes to try their hand at adding a little of the homestead life into their busy lives can try it.
I am asked over and over again how I fit all of this in with working, kids sports almost every night, barn chores, animal care, and still finding time for boating and spending family time visiting all of the summer happenings in our area. My answer is always…you just make the time. Whether it’s baking, canning, or making jewelry, providing anything for your family that is homemade is such a great feeling.
Here’s to hoping today’s market is a success like last week!!!
This mama turkey has been hanging around our cabin. She has a few babies we have seen running on the trails, but lately she has been hanging out closer and closer to the barn.
If you saw my previous post: Camping on the Farm, I shared that we have a cornhole game by the cabin. This is a game you play using “corn bags” that are tossed. The “corn bags” are a felt fabric stuffed with whole kernel corn and sewn shut.
We went back to play the game the other night and could not find the bags. After a few minutes of searching, we found one empty bag of material, then another and another and so on. Yep, you guessed it, mama turkey had stolen the bags and put a tiny hole in each one and eaten the corn!!
We have had no rain in almost 2 months. The ground is hard as concrete and most of the wild vegetation has shriveled up. These poor wild animals are having a hard time finding food sources. I am finding more and more deer in my pastures picking at leftover hay. The raccoons are around and in the garbage, the birds are eating and drinking at the feeders and bird bath more than ever.
This picture was from yesterday. She has now made her way up to the chicken and goat pasture and was eating the chicken scratch feed. Needless to say, I ran to the feed store today and purchased a bag of corn to put out back in our feeder for her and her babies.
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Recently someone asked me why we have a family Facebook page and a blog. The answer was quick to me. My blog is a place where I can share more in depth my thoughts and feelings of why we work so hard to carry on our lifestyle as well as share a bit about our family history. Facebook users (myself included) are normally scanning quick in their spare time to possibly learn or see something new, share in the pages they follow, and keep a brief running of their life happenings.
As an example, on our facebook page today I posted a few pictures of things we will have on our Easter table. All of the items are homegrown, hand picked, or made by our family. To me they signify a tradition passed down from my family starting from my great grandmother, grandparents, mother and aunts.
Our ancestors were “doers”. They had no other choice but to provide for themselves. Today’s world is more about “consumers”. Not many take the time to even think about where their food comes from much less contribute, except monetarily, to their own existence. I am not implying this is a wrong way to live, but it’s important to me for my children to know how their ancestors lived and to be able to provide a bit for themselves. Maybe I was born in the wrong era 🙂
Our Easter lunch table will be filled with food and decor our family has grown or made.
It’s a tradition and one I hope my children will carry on into their futures!
If you look closely you will see this strange situation happening. This sunflower is growing out of a crack in a dead tree by our garden. It’s amazing how mother nature works!!
We fill a few of our bird feeders with sunflower seeds so a bird must have had a nest in this tree at some point. But how it started and found it’s way out of a crack into the sunlight is amazing to me.
Things are starting to produce in our little garden. Now is the time for some tender loving care to keep these plants healthy and productive!
Hopefully nothing happens while I am Toronto bound with the boy for a hockey tournament this weekend.
You can see more of our garden pictures on my Facebook page here: Garden update
Goodbye relaxing nights and those extra 20 minutes of sleep in the morning. You are being replaced with garden “engineering” which includes layout, planning, planting, weeding, working, and non-stop love and care!
Today’s project was getting some of our late producing vegetables planted. We did pumpkins, butternut squash, kale, cabbage, brussel sprouts and peas. The kids love to help with this and the tween queen planted a container of Morning Glory, Cosmos and Zinnia.
And of course there’s always a jokester in the group!! I knew something was up when the giggling was getting out of control.
If you saw my garden tip on Facebook, these are the little cups I save throughout the winter to use as planters. These are lemon ice and yogurt containers. Poke a few holes in the bottom and they are perfect for starting plants.
You can store these on a tray with sides and fill with water from the bottom so it hits the roots and nourishes the plant and you don’t have to water each one individually or with a sprayer. This is a HUGE time saver!
And now they are gently covered with the sunlight hitting them to begin their growing process. Fingers crossed they all produce.