Beans, beans, beans! You just can't help singing the "Belles on Their Toes" song! Here, instead of baked beans (or whatever they had), are 38 pints of green beans. That makes a total of... a whole lot of beans that we've canned this year. This was our last batch, and with all our other catches , we ought to have enough to last the year!
This morning Mama and Grammy and others canned our sauerkraut. I was outside helping Daddy put up gates and fences. It was
hot today! Thankfully it wasn't
too humid, but still,
it was hot! The ground, too, is suffering from this weather we're having. It's as hard as a rock, and I mean that. When we hit a rock with a t-post it's hard to tell the difference. Daddy and I got up enough fence to get the cattle on better grass. Both our pastures are looking really rough. It's in times like these that you can't help wondering: what would Mr. Salatin do if he were in
our situation? I should not complain though, for all I know he may be!
Beans, beans, beans! You just can't help singing the "Belles on Their Toes" song! Here, instead of baked beans (or whatever they had), are 38 pints of green beans. That makes a total of... a whole lot of beans that we've canned this year. This was our last batch, and with all our other catches , we ought to have enough to last the year!
This morning Mama and Grammy and others canned our sauerkraut. I was outside helping Daddy put up gates and fences. It was hot today! Thankfully it wasn't too humid, but still, it was hot! The ground, too, is suffering from this weather we're having. It's as hard as a rock, and I mean that. When we hit a rock with a t-post it's hard to tell the difference. Daddy and I got up enough fence to get the cattle on better grass. Both our pastures are looking really rough. It's in times like these that you can't help wondering: what would Mr. Salatin do if he were in our situation? I should not complain though, for all I know he may be!
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