 In 2005, we added to the kettle this scant bushel of apples from our own dying orchard, a few trees having survived from those planted decades ago by our grandmother, Ruth Dame. In November 2006, the trees were decimated by a powerful early season winter storm that produced significant amounts of snow and ice. The combination of accumulated ice and gusty northwest winds reduced the trees to firewood.
And that firewood heated the kettle for the next couple of batches. In reality, it was not that quick nor that easy. In fact, a few days seemed pretty awful. But, in the end, we have a (fabulous) barn.   It was just daylight when the crew arrived to demolish our original dairy barn, built in 1946.  The west door - wonder how many cows, sheep and goats had crossed its threshold. (Pretty sure there was just one donkey!) It's official. This year's Apple Butter Daze will be held October 19th and 20th.
See you there! This week, while Amanda painted, Kat planted an herb garden. The garden's location will get plenty of sun — but it has a secret purpose. The garden sits above the septic tank. Why plant a garden over the septic tank? Any guesses?
To protect the tank from the weight of the riding mower, tractor, and other unnecessary strain. Amanda spent the week on a ladder, spiffing up the ole' farmhouse. Turns out white is the original color. Granny always thought, "houses in the country ought to be white."  Juanita, Toke, Ruth, Becky, and Terri, circa 1970 |
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