Tag Archives: Dark Creek Farm

Warning! Do Not Sit Down!

At least, don’t sit down anywhere that Iago (friendliest barn cat on the planet) can find you. She will mug you, jump on your back, smother you with kisses, turn on her rumble purr, and do everything in her considerable feline power to stop you from getting back to the job at hand…

Barn Cat Love Attack

“Heh, heh, heh – this human thinks she is going to unhitch the horse trailer… Wrong!”

Iago

“First, I will give her a massage with bonus acupuncture treatment…”

Barn cat at work...

“Then, I will clean out her ears… hold still, human!”

Barn Cat

“Oh it’s so easy to make these humans laugh… Now. Let’s see if she’ll follow me up to the barn and give me a snack.”

Squirrel!!

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Pippi in her “Squirrel Alert!!!!” pose (because if she is stretched up tall she is sooooo much closer to those power lines!)

Pickled Beets!

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I love pickled beets. The only problem is, it takes HOURS to make them! Fortunately, I was not alone and was, in fact, talked into embarking on the project by my lovely future son-in-law, Toryn. So, with all the decks cleared, we started with tons of beets from Michell’s Farm Market down the road (all of ours went into our customer goody boxes – doesn’t that just figure!).

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First step was to sort the beets into piles that were more or less the same size. The smaller ones we cooked whole, larger ones were chopped up a bit first. We boiled them for about ten minutes after first topping and tailing.

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After boiling, we doused the beets in cold water. That makes the skins slip off quite easily.

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THIS is a great tool!

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Dunking the beets in cold water.

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Due to popular demand, we sliced them all (instead of doing some in a chunkier style…).

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We added a malt vinegar and water mixture after we’d added a spoonful of pickling spices to each jar of sliced beets.

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At this point, the whole house smelled like vinegar and beets and all the windows were fogged up. Lids went on and the jars were gently lowered into a boiling water bath.

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Beet juice and sharp knives everywhere! It was about halfway through several batches that I got a phonecall – “There’s a stray horse down at the barn!”

I sprinted down the hill and found a pony with some serious attitude pulling faces at my horses through the fence. She has visited our place before, so I knew where to take her. Leaving T. in charge of the beets, I hiked down the road with pony in tow. Fortunately, farming neighbour Mitchell happened to see me and gave me a ride back so I didn’t miss too much.

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After T. left for work, I finished up the last batch. It was one of those situations where I could either have six very full jars or seven not very full jars and I opted for the former. Mistake! You know the part where they say ‘”leave plenty of head room?” There is a good reason for that… Fail to do so and your jar explodes due to all the super hot expanding liquid in the jar. Which is what happened in the last batch.

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The good news was that only one jar was lost. And, bonus, the bottom blew out very cleanly – no splinters or missing chunks of glass. So, the hogs were happy – they got some fancy beets as a treat!

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Not only did the bottom blow out, the whole jar flipped upside down in the water bath.

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Fortunately, all the other jars sealed without trouble…

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We couldn’t wait the recommended three weeks before testing… so today after everything had cooled, we opened a jar.

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Grampy tries a beet… the ultimate taste test!

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Fortunately (because we have a lot of them!) the beets passed muster and made their way into a cheese and beet sandwich. As the rest of the beets sit in their jars they will absorb more of the vinegar and spice mix so the taste will be stronger, but even in their premature state, they are pretty yummy! Will throw some into the salad tonight!

I Know it’s not Duckling Season

Duckling!

… but I came across these photos while I was preparing for my school presentation about kids and farming and since at least one reader (hi Photoleaper!) thinks ducklings are cute I thought I’d post them.

Toby Duckling

My nephew bonding with one of this year’s babies.

 

Last year's crop of Muscovy ducklings.

Last year’s crop of Muscovy ducklings.

They are certainly cuter than the photos of the exploded pickled beets jar I was going to post… I tell you, it’s a thrill a minute around here!

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One of these things is not like the others…

One of these things is not like the others...

There are a couple of opportunistic drakes who have decided it’s worth being chased by piglets if it means they might score a stray grain or two from the hogs’ breakfast…