<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291</id><updated>2012-01-31T20:44:01.958-06:00</updated><category term='place mats'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='weather'/><category term='Book Review'/><category term='fruit'/><category term='auctions'/><category term='chicks'/><category term='sustainable eating'/><category term='breading'/><category term='farming'/><category term='mishaps'/><category term='feeder rage'/><category term='farm wife'/><category term='turkeys'/><category term='water management'/><category term='links'/><category term='eggs'/><category term='city kid comparisons'/><category term='publicity'/><category term='PFI'/><category term='fire'/><category term='baby quilt'/><category term='lambs'/><category term='loading chickens'/><category term='quilts'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='family'/><category term='vegetables'/><category term='house'/><category term='sheep'/><category term='guests'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='Morels'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='Nermal'/><category term='conferences'/><category term='cows'/><category term='wildlife'/><title type='text'>Wild Rose Pastures</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-1330445571521423134</id><published>2012-01-16T21:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T21:52:07.894-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PFI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conferences'/><title type='text'>PFI Conference &amp; Mr. Fix-it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Last weekend was the annual PFI conference, at which they asked us to present! I love presenting. I know it's weird, but put me in front of a crowd of people and tell me to talk about something and I'm happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jzozGKLE_4/TxTlCo24-cI/AAAAAAAAAoU/nwbbqKR-Dec/s1600/IMG_0653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jzozGKLE_4/TxTlCo24-cI/AAAAAAAAAoU/nwbbqKR-Dec/s400/IMG_0653.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I know, I really look happy in this picture, don't I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5yD3_M6uRL8/TxTlXXFyREI/AAAAAAAAAoc/mmidUSnV5dI/s1600/IMG_0652.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5yD3_M6uRL8/TxTlXXFyREI/AAAAAAAAAoc/mmidUSnV5dI/s400/IMG_0652.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;There, that one's better. Hazel had a ball playing around and trying to steal the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pdbl9hrt89c/TxTmK-oVbqI/AAAAAAAAAok/q8QrZC15dvI/s1600/IMG_0649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pdbl9hrt89c/TxTmK-oVbqI/AAAAAAAAAok/q8QrZC15dvI/s400/IMG_0649.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We were presenting our business plan to a panel of experts, one of which was a small business financial expert in from Connecticut for the conference.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eXJiEDAaO70/TxToPfndhqI/AAAAAAAAAos/2HJhMuGegPQ/s1600/IMG_0648.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eXJiEDAaO70/TxToPfndhqI/AAAAAAAAAos/2HJhMuGegPQ/s400/IMG_0648.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We got some good feedback and people said our session was good. Hazel did not do well traveling, however. She just really didn't sleep on Friday night at all! It made for a long Saturday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;One of the questions from the audience was something along the lines of asking if we were handy since we were doing things on a shoestring and I'm an engineer. Ha! I laughed out loud. It was very inappropriate. But when I recovered, I basically said that we either didn't do handyman type things, or we bartered product for them. Seriously, our tractor hasn't had an oil change since we got it. It's a miracle the thing runs. But then our dumb soft maple tree tangled its branches in our TV antenna on top of the garage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This called for drastic measures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_S2ims4c9cM/TxTtY4Ai2tI/AAAAAAAAAo0/QLwJqr6OWzQ/s1600/IMG_0658.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_S2ims4c9cM/TxTtY4Ai2tI/AAAAAAAAAo0/QLwJqr6OWzQ/s400/IMG_0658.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So here's Mr. Fix-it on our garage roof, working it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NRouLFe2vQE/TxTtsm0gcjI/AAAAAAAAAo8/rHPXkU5otCI/s1600/IMG_0659.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NRouLFe2vQE/TxTtsm0gcjI/AAAAAAAAAo8/rHPXkU5otCI/s400/IMG_0659.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Go Ryan Go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7OF-eEAqgbI/TxTuFZzbzdI/AAAAAAAAApE/sW4v-JWiYpw/s1600/IMG_0660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7OF-eEAqgbI/TxTuFZzbzdI/AAAAAAAAApE/sW4v-JWiYpw/s400/IMG_0660.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And now we have ABC back. I guess we can be handy when we have to be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-1330445571521423134?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/1330445571521423134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=1330445571521423134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/1330445571521423134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/1330445571521423134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2012/01/pfi-conference-mr-fix-it.html' title='PFI Conference &amp; Mr. Fix-it'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jzozGKLE_4/TxTlCo24-cI/AAAAAAAAAoU/nwbbqKR-Dec/s72-c/IMG_0653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-3052761361189382208</id><published>2012-01-07T21:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T21:59:22.243-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farming'/><title type='text'>Roosters and Angel Quilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Roosters are interesting creatures. Watching our roosters and their hens in our farmyard is a lot like having a fish tank. I don't know what it is about them, but just watching them hunt for tidbits, fluff their feathers, and cock their heads to look at things is fascinating. Everyone who comes on our farm always asks about the roosters, so I decided they needed a blog mention.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Re1N-MyAho/TwkIvqDrwRI/AAAAAAAAAnI/9g3qqtR8po8/s1600/IMG_0630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Re1N-MyAho/TwkIvqDrwRI/AAAAAAAAAnI/9g3qqtR8po8/s400/IMG_0630.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is our first rooster, he's the non-dominant one. He's prettier than our other guy, but really he's a weenie when you get down to it. He's supposedly a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marans" target="_blank"&gt;Cuckoo Maran&lt;/a&gt;, but we think he has some Barred Rock in him too. He doesn't really have much of a posse, and is a bit of a loner most of the time. He was hen-raised (that makes them a tiny bit wilder), and we bought him with a couple of other gals about 2 years ago.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4NRuqBfoTJU/TwkJfzaTaRI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/yj8J9iRlVvI/s1600/IMG_0626.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4NRuqBfoTJU/TwkJfzaTaRI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/yj8J9iRlVvI/s400/IMG_0626.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And this is the rooster I call our "stealth rooster." Now, I say that because he really shouldn't be here. He and many of 2010's hens are the Red Star breed, which are a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sex_link" target="_blank"&gt;sex-linked&lt;/a&gt; chicken breed. This means that when you have chicks, the hens will be red and the roosters will be white. This lets the hatcheries figure out very easily what gender the chicks are, because determining gender on a day-old fluffy chick is really hard. People actually make professions out of doing it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ry27DuPZJoY/TwkJjjfofDI/AAAAAAAAAnY/sNIin0CjTmI/s1600/IMG_0627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ry27DuPZJoY/TwkJjjfofDI/AAAAAAAAAnY/sNIin0CjTmI/s400/IMG_0627.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So do you see how he has a lot of red on his wing? Well, on a baby chick there is a high wing-to-body ratio. So as a chick, this guy looked like a gal. Hence, stealth rooster. He's a big boy, you can see him next to his hens. That's why he's dominant, and he has some wicked spurs on him too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zVlj1e-3z6U/TwkJvCVUuSI/AAAAAAAAAng/URg1inbUZ_Q/s1600/IMG_0633.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zVlj1e-3z6U/TwkJvCVUuSI/AAAAAAAAAng/URg1inbUZ_Q/s320/IMG_0633.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We don't mind him, though, it's good to have a few roosters around. For the large part, they kind of keep the flock together. I don't think they do much to defend from predators since I never see any battle scars on them, but at least they're intimidating. I know Nermal's kinda scared of him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sSKk-8G0hGc/TwkOHMk3-JI/AAAAAAAAAno/IaiwE-Cy7tg/s1600/IMG_0640.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sSKk-8G0hGc/TwkOHMk3-JI/AAAAAAAAAno/IaiwE-Cy7tg/s400/IMG_0640.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is a quilt top I finished from a commission. I have a gal at work who has a quilt like this for her son and wanted one for her daughter. The hardest part of this was just that the small calico prints aren't really in style right now so I had trouble finding fabrics that were the same style as her existing quilt. The blocks themselves were simple, and there's some handwork for the angels' heads and halos. Each angel is a 6" block and the sashing is 2". My client (?) says she'll have her mom do the quilting, so this will probably go to her some time in the next couple of weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8eEmRYUlVzA/TwkPDJx7dYI/AAAAAAAAAnw/EsSxC6tedC0/s1600/IMG_0642.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8eEmRYUlVzA/TwkPDJx7dYI/AAAAAAAAAnw/EsSxC6tedC0/s400/IMG_0642.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I had two extra angels who didn't really fit in the main quilt, so I made a little doll quilt/wall hanging for her daughter. I think it's cute! And if I ended up machine quilting the big quilt (the original is hand quilted), I think I'd do something like this with the clouds. But I'd make the clouds a little bigger and I'd mark them out ahead of time so they end up in balanced locations.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Lastly, Hazel pictures! These were taken by my dad and brother while we were in California for Christmas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fik2hdvxxo0/TwkRwqrHVZI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Lh2YfNOAsg4/s1600/ChristmasPlayhouse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="345" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fik2hdvxxo0/TwkRwqrHVZI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Lh2YfNOAsg4/s400/ChristmasPlayhouse.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Here I'm putting Hazel in her Christmas dress as she plays with her uncle David. David had this cute playhouse that is used to pack the solar cell kits his company makes. They decided to make their packaging also functional instead of a waste of a bunch of cardboard. So much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ngUTfJvwulA/TwkSaiapxfI/AAAAAAAAAoA/2RleprglzoY/s1600/FirstSomersault.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="325" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ngUTfJvwulA/TwkSaiapxfI/AAAAAAAAAoA/2RleprglzoY/s400/FirstSomersault.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;She also figured out how to do somersaults there, but hasn't really done any since.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-20sp0cHvdTM/TwkS9o3_w8I/AAAAAAAAAoI/-bPX6qI_kh4/s1600/LoveThoseBeads2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-20sp0cHvdTM/TwkS9o3_w8I/AAAAAAAAAoI/-bPX6qI_kh4/s400/LoveThoseBeads2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And I love this one. These Mardi Gras beads became a new favorite toy (they came back with us), and my brother really has an eye for photography. Love the way he composed this shot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-3052761361189382208?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/3052761361189382208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=3052761361189382208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/3052761361189382208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/3052761361189382208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2012/01/roosters-and-angel-quilt.html' title='Roosters and Angel Quilt'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Re1N-MyAho/TwkIvqDrwRI/AAAAAAAAAnI/9g3qqtR8po8/s72-c/IMG_0630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-6946635494533581821</id><published>2012-01-01T21:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T21:00:00.201-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Finger Paint &amp; Failed Houndstooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A few days ago, I made finger paint using an &lt;a href="http://easiepeasie.blogspot.com/2010/07/homemade-finger-paints.html"&gt;online tutorial&lt;/a&gt;. Oh my gosh, so much fun! Finger paint, like play-dough, is a magic material. It goes from liquid to proper consistency on the stove and is super easy and cheap. Love it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rmRsK3QFNVE/TvwJlVLepEI/AAAAAAAAAmo/V5r0bGtSBB0/s1600/IMG_0581.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rmRsK3QFNVE/TvwJlVLepEI/AAAAAAAAAmo/V5r0bGtSBB0/s400/IMG_0581.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Now that we have the magical internet at our fingertips for recipes, I don't think I'll buy finger paint or play dough again. I did just buy some icing coloring (which is more concentrated than liquid food coloring and is a gel) and I think that will make colors brighter next time. Although Hazel's favorite part of finger paint was when I would take a cloth and wipe it off her hands. Toward the end of the activity she kept dipping her fingers in the paint and coming straight over to me for me to wipe it off.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Before I made my &lt;a href="http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/12/handmade-gift-exchange-and-xmas-wreath.html"&gt;Houndstooth table mat for a gift exchange&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-00D23LLs14A/TtwRfnz9hAI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Ffeki7s_9Ms/s1600/IMG_0503.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-00D23LLs14A/TtwRfnz9hAI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Ffeki7s_9Ms/s320/IMG_0503.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;... I tried a different method and had a bit of a fail moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QYOE4dkEXS0/TvwLRw_s0bI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ti1z5JFfxto/s1600/IMG_0577.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QYOE4dkEXS0/TvwLRw_s0bI/AAAAAAAAAnA/ti1z5JFfxto/s320/IMG_0577.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It was generally concluded (by my quilting compadres) that although this was not houndstooth, it was cute in its own right. So off it went in the mail as a Christmas gift! Waste not, want not, right? Hopefully its new owner does not mind the distinct lack of houndstoothness that defines its existence.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-6946635494533581821?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/6946635494533581821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=6946635494533581821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6946635494533581821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6946635494533581821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2012/01/finger-paint-failed-houndstooth.html' title='Finger Paint &amp; Failed Houndstooth'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rmRsK3QFNVE/TvwJlVLepEI/AAAAAAAAAmo/V5r0bGtSBB0/s72-c/IMG_0581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-6285275464571764566</id><published>2011-12-29T00:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T00:22:58.953-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sustainable eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PFI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nermal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farming'/><title type='text'>Year End 2011: How are we doing? &amp; Lamb Chops</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I get this question all the time: How are you doing? And I don't mean psychologically or health-wise (although people are usually courteous enough to ask that too); I mean our business. So I feel close enough to all of you (and know most of you personally since that seems to be who reads this blog) that I'm going to share a little.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's been a rough year this year, as some of you know. We had 100% losses in our first two batches of broiler chickens and only about 5 layers survived from the 50 or so we started with. We also had TINY turkeys with an average weight of 8.2 lbs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7zPDPnpum2Y/Tvv6OF1XWxI/AAAAAAAAAlk/SxK8RHNfprw/s1600/Hospital+Pen.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7zPDPnpum2Y/Tvv6OF1XWxI/AAAAAAAAAlk/SxK8RHNfprw/s400/Hospital+Pen.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is a picture of our &lt;strike&gt;milk crate&lt;/strike&gt; hospital pen, there is a chicken in there in the middle of the shot, halfway into a cup holding feed. That's about as big as they got from that first batch.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I know it sounds like I'm a little grim, sorry about that! I'm trying to be hopeful and look forward to this year when our brooder will be in our new chicken building!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7BNvtU6DPNo/TtFBoQXBIgI/AAAAAAAAAjM/MZ1UtslCX-4/s1600/IMG_0501.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7BNvtU6DPNo/TtFBoQXBIgI/AAAAAAAAAjM/MZ1UtslCX-4/s400/IMG_0501.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This should help with the disease problems, which were a large portion of our losses.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ok, so now for some numbers. If numbers want to make you want to hurl, just scroll down a little for pictures of my first lamb chops and Hazel!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2011 is the first year I was in charge of record-keeping and it's also the first year we're following the Schedule F form for taxes in our expense calculations. This is a HUGE improvement, so before this year's numbers I don't guarantee any of it (and I'm not really guaranteeing this year's either).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;In 2008, our first year on this farm, we had $7800 in sales and $6500 in direct expenses for those sales. Then there's a bunch of supplies and fencing and capital stuff and all that rot for a net loss of $820.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;In 2009 we had $10800 in sales and $8000 in direct expenses. After all the other stuff including a $9000 fencing and water system (of which about half was reimbursed by Uncle Sam) we had a net loss of $8000. Actually, that's not too bad considering the capital expense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;In 2010 we had $17000 in sales and $13700 in direct expenses. After all the miscellany including $1200 for a tractor swap and $3000 in cows we come to a net loss of $4200.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;In 2011 we had $13300 in sales and $9500 in direct expenses. After all the other stuff including $5000 for the new building we have a net loss of $3000.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So how are we doing? I'm not sure. I've never done this new business thing before. I know you're not really supposed to make money until at least year 5 if not year 7 or 8, but I certainly would like to be closer to breaking even than we are. Of course, this is without taking out truck mileage or accounting for labor (that's free, right?). This year I think we would have made money even with the building expense if our turkeys had been "normal" and our chickens hadn't died in droves. In the spirit of the end-of-the-year wrap ups, I'm going to try to put 2011 behind us and look forward to 2012!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Are you interested in this info? Or is it just TMI and everyone scrolled past it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Now, as promised, here is a picture of the lamb chops I cooked up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6PLnIQZT10/TvwB8cvnouI/AAAAAAAAAlw/28K5GORATIo/s1600/IMG_0572.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6PLnIQZT10/TvwB8cvnouI/AAAAAAAAAlw/28K5GORATIo/s400/IMG_0572.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;They were rubbed with a mint sauce/rub, and served with some golden potatoes. Totally completely awesome. They practically melted in our mouths. Ryan suggested I cook some because until now we've just sold them without ever having made them! He's right, of course. Here's the whole rack, in a less presentation conscious arrangement:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PKbf9oFvqJM/TvwC5TseXUI/AAAAAAAAAmE/0-dN04JpFYo/s1600/IMG_0576.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PKbf9oFvqJM/TvwC5TseXUI/AAAAAAAAAmE/0-dN04JpFYo/s400/IMG_0576.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We may not be making money yet with our business, but I tell you the perks are un-freaking-believable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And now for the Hazel pics of the day. We were folding laundry and tossed a &lt;a href="http://www.practicalfarmers.org/"&gt;Practical Farmers of Iowa&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(PFI) T-shirt on her. Ryan wears these constantly and has 4 or 5 of them. So here's our future practical farmer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6QPfvAI9CkU/TvwEBIOEr5I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/jW3eWmBWtqM/s1600/IMG_0537.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6QPfvAI9CkU/TvwEBIOEr5I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/jW3eWmBWtqM/s400/IMG_0537.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We're going to the PFI conference in a couple of weeks, I'll try to remember to report in on it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I think you are probably aware we just had Christmas. Therefore, we need an obligatory opening presents pic of the munchkin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4M8acFU3-sI/TvwFJ2-zFZI/AAAAAAAAAmc/wgmlwBxjdx8/s1600/IMG_0609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4M8acFU3-sI/TvwFJ2-zFZI/AAAAAAAAAmc/wgmlwBxjdx8/s400/IMG_0609.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Lucky you, we even got Nermal in the shot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-6285275464571764566?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/6285275464571764566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=6285275464571764566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6285275464571764566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6285275464571764566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/12/year-end-2011-how-are-we-doing-lamb.html' title='Year End 2011: How are we doing? &amp; Lamb Chops'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7zPDPnpum2Y/Tvv6OF1XWxI/AAAAAAAAAlk/SxK8RHNfprw/s72-c/Hospital+Pen.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-5025024449552201986</id><published>2011-12-14T22:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T22:38:31.555-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegetables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Dress, Edie's Quilt, &amp; Giant Turnip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I decided to try my hand at making Hazel a Christmas dress this year using a tutorial on &lt;a href="http://thecottagehome.blogspot.com/2011/01/party-dress-printable-pattern-and.html"&gt;The Cottage Home&lt;/a&gt;. Success!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RGH7KN3mDlg/TulzDYwFSkI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/-VzSX_ceL_U/s1600/IMG_0561_edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RGH7KN3mDlg/TulzDYwFSkI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/-VzSX_ceL_U/s400/IMG_0561_edited.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KTkTLG03woo/Tuly_DQE9FI/AAAAAAAAAkI/dj_N6AsVm3U/s1600/IMG_0552_edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KTkTLG03woo/Tuly_DQE9FI/AAAAAAAAAkI/dj_N6AsVm3U/s400/IMG_0552_edited.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'll change a few things if I make this dress again to make it fit better, but overall I'm satisfied. Hazel did a little dancing for me to help show it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zNNYMuoqiYU/Tuly8LRd9CI/AAAAAAAAAkA/hvrmjgGwYEw/s1600/IMG_0548_edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zNNYMuoqiYU/Tuly8LRd9CI/AAAAAAAAAkA/hvrmjgGwYEw/s400/IMG_0548_edited.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And some kitty chasing. I admit I did some photoshopping to make the horrendous mess that is my living room less obvious. Forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zg0PUXTiWQ4/TulzGvqgTGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/FKgIZd--GSY/s1600/IMG_0566.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="336" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zg0PUXTiWQ4/TulzGvqgTGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/FKgIZd--GSY/s400/IMG_0566.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Here's the dress by itself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-trWr9YJd2hA/TulzKZd1TlI/AAAAAAAAAkg/OI2UsOcvo5M/s1600/IMG_0567.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="363" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-trWr9YJd2hA/TulzKZd1TlI/AAAAAAAAAkg/OI2UsOcvo5M/s400/IMG_0567.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And the back. Satin really is a pain to work with!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eq459es1ejM/TulzQketQiI/AAAAAAAAAko/1W-RmeoW7Fg/s1600/IMG_0568.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eq459es1ejM/TulzQketQiI/AAAAAAAAAko/1W-RmeoW7Fg/s400/IMG_0568.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I made a little rosette embellishment using the tutorial at &lt;a href="http://www.craftaholicsanonymous.net/2011/07/fabric-rosettes-tutorial.html"&gt;Craftaholics Anonymous&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and french horn button I have kept for at least 13 years. Apparently it was waiting for just this occasion! This embellishment actually pins on so I can wash the dress without the rosettes fraying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My next craft o' the month is the quilt for our quilt guild president. Every year the previous president of the guild gathers blocks from guild members and makes a quilt to show appreciation for the current president's service. So now that I've given Edie her quilt, I can show it here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-repsaj3cSrM/Tul22CidR4I/AAAAAAAAAk4/vdAOQDyKHqM/s1600/2011+Nov+Edies+quilt.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-repsaj3cSrM/Tul22CidR4I/AAAAAAAAAk4/vdAOQDyKHqM/s400/2011+Nov+Edies+quilt.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is a wall hanging, and I decided to go a little funky on the profile. I'm not sure why, it just struck me as right. All those little inside corners are no fun to bind, though! I'm so glad there is an internet that I could look up how to do it, it wasn't immediately intuitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uD3i43Fo2h4/Tul2sfaSSwI/AAAAAAAAAkw/t75ZYVAe-Nk/s1600/2011+Nov+Edies+quilt+angled.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uD3i43Fo2h4/Tul2sfaSSwI/AAAAAAAAAkw/t75ZYVAe-Nk/s400/2011+Nov+Edies+quilt+angled.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I asked for my guild ladies to give me earth tone blocks to match Edie's decor. I hope she doesn't think the funny profile is too strange!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So now it's quiz question time. What happens if you plant turnips in July, they are pretty happy all summer, and then you forget to harvest them until December?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Answer: You get this!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uEMd7ouefVU/Tul4XNbZ3jI/AAAAAAAAAlA/raHj0TMLfWA/s1600/IMG_0564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uEMd7ouefVU/Tul4XNbZ3jI/AAAAAAAAAlA/raHj0TMLfWA/s400/IMG_0564.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Giant turnip! This thing was as big as Hazel's head. Apparently I'm not as horrible at gardening as I think I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AKxSlXCSjbY/Tul4aWx7GWI/AAAAAAAAAlI/tWU1tTYvoCs/s1600/IMG_0565.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AKxSlXCSjbY/Tul4aWx7GWI/AAAAAAAAAlI/tWU1tTYvoCs/s400/IMG_0565.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hazel was terrified of this thing. We got her to touch it once, but then she went and hid behind Mommy, like it was going to jump out and bite her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Killer turnip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-5025024449552201986?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/5025024449552201986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=5025024449552201986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5025024449552201986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5025024449552201986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-dress-edies-quilt-giant.html' title='Christmas Dress, Edie&apos;s Quilt, &amp; Giant Turnip'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RGH7KN3mDlg/TulzDYwFSkI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/-VzSX_ceL_U/s72-c/IMG_0561_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-5511324933648199964</id><published>2011-12-04T20:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T20:50:43.091-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farm wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><title type='text'>Handmade Gift Exchange and Xmas Wreath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Twice a year the sweet gal at &lt;a href="http://www.craftaholicsanonymous.net/"&gt;Craftaholics Anonymous&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;hosts a Handmade Gift Exchange. This is super fun, and this is now the second one I've done. My partner was from the blog &lt;a href="http://whomakesupthiscraft.blogspot.com/"&gt;Who Makes up this Craft&lt;/a&gt;, and she sent me a 9x13" baking dish with my last name etched on it! So cute! I didn't take a picture, but hopefully she will and post about it. If not, I may do so. So here is what I sent her (minus the creamer and sugarer, they are for scale)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6hNJ6EIDoKw/TtwQ-NntyxI/AAAAAAAAAjk/rrIb6DHnFJc/s1600/IMG_0510_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6hNJ6EIDoKw/TtwQ-NntyxI/AAAAAAAAAjk/rrIb6DHnFJc/s320/IMG_0510_1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;She told me she liked houndstooth, so I went with a traditional Christmas candle mat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-00D23LLs14A/TtwRfnz9hAI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Ffeki7s_9Ms/s1600/IMG_0503.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-00D23LLs14A/TtwRfnz9hAI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Ffeki7s_9Ms/s320/IMG_0503.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is actually my second attempt at this thing. My first houndstooth, while cute, was not houndstooth. The ratio of the small triangles to the squares was way too small, so I ended up with something very funky looking. The gals at my quilting retreat told me they liked it just on its own merit, but they agreed it wasn't houndstooth. I may post it in a later set of projects if I remember. The whole project is about 10" square, and I also quilted the outside border in gold thread. Doing that reminded me what a PAIN it is to quilt with gold thread! Some company really should figure out a better way to make that stuff, because it is such a nightmare.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It must be Christmas craft time, because I also threw together a wreath from some cedar branches Ryan brought me when he cut down our Christmas tree.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_JFv_M5X8TY/TtwRSQSIuMI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3VilwDhIONI/s1600/IMG_0519.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_JFv_M5X8TY/TtwRSQSIuMI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3VilwDhIONI/s320/IMG_0519.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'm pretty please with how this turned out, it's made just with wire and cedar branches, and a little ribbon for color. I didn't use a wire wreath frame so it's not the world's roundest wreath, but I'm OK with that. I will give a word to the wise: if you make your own Christmas wreath out of cedar branches, wear gloves! I picked tiny little bits of cedar needles out of my fingers for three days. This is one of those little things on my mental bucket list that also fits into my personal "things a farm wife should do" category. There's just a big part of me that thinks a traditional-minded farm should have a traditional Christmas wreath!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-5511324933648199964?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/5511324933648199964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=5511324933648199964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5511324933648199964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5511324933648199964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/12/handmade-gift-exchange-and-xmas-wreath.html' title='Handmade Gift Exchange and Xmas Wreath'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6hNJ6EIDoKw/TtwQ-NntyxI/AAAAAAAAAjk/rrIb6DHnFJc/s72-c/IMG_0510_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-6250253352179234470</id><published>2011-11-26T13:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T13:52:46.617-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farming'/><title type='text'>Not Easy Being Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The building has a new theme song. In soliciting advice on the building color, someone pointed out that in the grand scheme of things, we could actually work toward a cohesive farm color scheme. Now, that appeals to the organized, crafty side of me like nothing else has. So that left us with pink, yellow, or green if we wanted to use the colors in our logo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VzFi9JC3pUs/TtFCyTb6XgI/AAAAAAAAAjc/UPhabPfo_5U/s1600/J%2526R%2526Sign+2009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VzFi9JC3pUs/TtFCyTb6XgI/AAAAAAAAAjc/UPhabPfo_5U/s320/J%2526R%2526Sign+2009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;With this in mind, green actually made some sense. So Ryan took the little can of paint we had from painting our sign into Menards and had it matched.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7BNvtU6DPNo/TtFBoQXBIgI/AAAAAAAAAjM/MZ1UtslCX-4/s1600/IMG_0501.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7BNvtU6DPNo/TtFBoQXBIgI/AAAAAAAAAjM/MZ1UtslCX-4/s400/IMG_0501.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I think that was the way to go. I know, lots of people liked the blue, but it really was much bluer in the real world than the picture. Really blue. Crazy blue. Anyone who was here for Thanksgiving can back me up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NLVjo4U6w5k/TtFCEBkHqjI/AAAAAAAAAjU/KT2ikCu51uw/s1600/photo+g2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NLVjo4U6w5k/TtFCEBkHqjI/AAAAAAAAAjU/KT2ikCu51uw/s400/photo+g2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We're also thrilled Thanksgiving is over. Thanksgiving is my second favorite holiday (after Halloween) and I LOVE having people over. We had 11 here, and I thoroughly enjoyed it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;That being said, I'm always glad when the turkey season ends. Last Sunday was our delivery day and our biggest day of the year. We go to Picket Fence Creamery for their special "Sample Sunday" every year to have our customers pick up preordered turkeys. Here's Ryan helping carry turkeys to someone's car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YBTb7Nlftvc/TtEDPiwxYnI/AAAAAAAAAi0/NzQucwgtI8w/s1600/IMG_0481.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YBTb7Nlftvc/TtEDPiwxYnI/AAAAAAAAAi0/NzQucwgtI8w/s400/IMG_0481.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We bring the truck with two old chest freezers in the back to most of our drop offs, and this time they started out completely full with lamb, chickens, and (of course) turkeys. Here's what was left after the day was over:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K3-LzeGCEjQ/TtEDXGNFokI/AAAAAAAAAi8/41WhC9xsVr4/s1600/IMG_0483.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K3-LzeGCEjQ/TtEDXGNFokI/AAAAAAAAAi8/41WhC9xsVr4/s400/IMG_0483.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A few chickens, a couple smoked turkeys, and a little lamb. One lady came and added two racks of lamb to her turkey order, bless her! We actually sold more lamb than I expected to, which was great. We get better at orchestrating that day every year, this year was the smoothest of all. The weather was pretty nice, sunny and not too cold. Last year it was freezing, windy, and drizzled all day long. Hazel also behaved very well and enjoyed chasing their farm cats around all afternoon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And now the Hazel picture of the day. The dryer was making a funny noise, so we were getting into it to clean it out. Turned out we had a broken piece of some overalls between the dryer drum and the support and it was scraping when the drum turned. But it all lead to another little engineer moment for our little one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zBFTyaXMFHA/TtEDlpSnPEI/AAAAAAAAAjE/GoAC29xE4tU/s1600/IMG_0500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zBFTyaXMFHA/TtEDlpSnPEI/AAAAAAAAAjE/GoAC29xE4tU/s400/IMG_0500.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Work those pliers, girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-6250253352179234470?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/6250253352179234470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=6250253352179234470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6250253352179234470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6250253352179234470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/11/not-easy-being-green.html' title='Not Easy Being Green'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VzFi9JC3pUs/TtFCyTb6XgI/AAAAAAAAAjc/UPhabPfo_5U/s72-c/J%2526R%2526Sign+2009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-4489716421318563965</id><published>2011-11-20T08:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T08:39:50.246-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farming'/><title type='text'>Blue Dabba Dee Dabba Da</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ryan painted our new chicken building yesterday. Now, I'm not saying he has bad taste in color, because he doesn't. He just has trouble picking paint colors in a hurry. So he was thinking he could paint the new building approximately the same color as his grandpa's barn. I looked for a picture of that barn to show you, but Google Maps doesn't have streetviews in the middle of nowhere and I don't have any pictures either. Anyway, Grandpa's barn is light blue. Like robin's egg blue, but lighter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Enter Ryan's interpretation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o8dyTbBgdak/TskPsTe4LKI/AAAAAAAAAis/ppM7qSTatrw/s1600/IMG_0478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o8dyTbBgdak/TskPsTe4LKI/AAAAAAAAAis/ppM7qSTatrw/s400/IMG_0478.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;He calls it Pepto Bismol blue. When I see this building, I hear in my brain the song "Blue" by Eiffel 65 from 13 years ago (has it been that long????). If you don't know what I'm talking about, their music video is &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=68ugkg9RePc"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. This building will have white trim, but right now it's just very blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I admit, it's actually growing on me. It's a landmark. But I'm asking you now. &lt;b&gt;Do you think it should stay this blue?&lt;/b&gt; Do you think we should paint over it with a much lighter blue? Or should we go get a bucket of barn red paint and just paint it barn red? Ryan and I have decided to "ask the blogs" and see what you all say. So please comment below or on my facebook posting about this blog and tell me what you think! What color should this building be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-4489716421318563965?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/4489716421318563965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=4489716421318563965' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/4489716421318563965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/4489716421318563965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/11/blue-dabba-dee-dabba-da.html' title='Blue Dabba Dee Dabba Da'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o8dyTbBgdak/TskPsTe4LKI/AAAAAAAAAis/ppM7qSTatrw/s72-c/IMG_0478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-3090907314696856063</id><published>2011-11-17T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T22:00:01.724-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city kid comparisons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wildlife'/><title type='text'>Some things are hard to blog about</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Some things are hard to blog about. I will tell you right now that, for your sanity and mine, this blog has no pictures.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ryan called me tonight while I was writing customer reminder emails (turkey pickups are almost done!!!) and told me, "I need the gun and the bullets NOW." He said he had a 'coon pinned with a stick. His words. So I rushed out there with these items and he had a raccoon half in and half out of one of our traps right outside the shop. He had a big dowel rod (broom handle?) and had it pinned against the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It wasn't moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So while I held the stick to "keep it pinned" and Ryan loaded the gun, we contemplated this raccoon's current status. I released the stick a little, and the 'coon didn't move. I poked it. Still nothing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So yes, my husband called me in a hurry to grab the gun to kill a raccoon that had already had a heart attack or suffocated by the door of the trap or something. He shot it for good measure anyway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If 'coons weren't such destructive rascals, I'd feel bad about this. But since moving to the country I've realized the little devils are a menace.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ryan and I joked that this was not something we could blog about, but I decided to do it anyway. After all, this falls into the category of things I just never really considered before moving out into the middle of nowhere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-3090907314696856063?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/3090907314696856063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=3090907314696856063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/3090907314696856063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/3090907314696856063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/11/some-things-are-hard-to-blog-about.html' title='Some things are hard to blog about'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-8445492939277532142</id><published>2011-11-06T22:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T22:44:38.575-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farming'/><title type='text'>Farmsitting, Wiring, and Reupholstery Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's been a busy week on the farm! Ryan went on a boy's weekend starting Thursday, so I've been tending the farm for 3.5 days. I know that man is overworked and underpaid, but I'll say it again! I am going to give that man a new job title: Bucket Manager. I learned that the state of our 5 gallon buckets around here are dismal. Half of them can only be used for feed and not water because they have holes in them, and most of the rest are missing their plastic covers for the handles. There are 2 decent buckets on the farm and the rest of the time I spent trying to figure out what to carry in what bucket! It's nuts! So I went to Theisen's tonight and splurged on two new buckets for $6. I meant to take pictures of the various sad and sorry buckets around the farm, but I'm afraid I failed at that so you'll have to take my word for it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;On Monday Ryan had a bit of a run-in with our ram, Hades. Apparently Hades decided he didn't want Ryan around, even though he's usually even tempered and not a problem. I guess Ryan looked askance at one of his ladies, and that was that. Ryan limped for a couple of days, but was otherwise unharmed. Our video baby monitor that was in Ryan's pocket however, now looks like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7t_5fPEIuXo/TrdZ6tE0MHI/AAAAAAAAAhc/qdJgsa_ShH0/s1600/IMG_0438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7t_5fPEIuXo/TrdZ6tE0MHI/AAAAAAAAAhc/qdJgsa_ShH0/s400/IMG_0438.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We miss it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My stepdad has recently been a huge blessing with our new building. It's now almost completely wired (except into the breaker panel), and he has been down here 4 days in the last week and a half working on it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AKqulpqQoEc/TrdaYO7O-9I/AAAAAAAAAh0/-Jrngiiso6Q/s1600/IMG_0454.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AKqulpqQoEc/TrdaYO7O-9I/AAAAAAAAAh0/-Jrngiiso6Q/s400/IMG_0454.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Here he is putting on the exterior lights.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xaPOLz1RmRs/TrdagbzhAoI/AAAAAAAAAh8/vm73hgvvzqc/s1600/IMG_0455.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xaPOLz1RmRs/TrdagbzhAoI/AAAAAAAAAh8/vm73hgvvzqc/s400/IMG_0455.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Here's Ryan fiddling with something, I'm afraid it's pretty cluttered in the building right now with all the tools scattered about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--1-ZKyCAfQw/TrdaRmiziuI/AAAAAAAAAhs/QeW6Kf_y_fQ/s1600/IMG_0441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--1-ZKyCAfQw/TrdaRmiziuI/AAAAAAAAAhs/QeW6Kf_y_fQ/s400/IMG_0441.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So now the building has all 4 walls, roof, doors, windows, etc! The soffits are still open and so Ryan is going to shove some foam board up there before we have a local company come cover the inside with spray foam. It's going to be awesome!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I actually helped quite a bit with the wiring (the lack of heavy lifting makes it something I can do) and had more fun than I expected. Wiring a building was surprisingly similar to wiring a machine at work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VNNMuizMVQ8/TrdaEmoC3LI/AAAAAAAAAhk/G5CCLJukT-s/s1600/IMG_0456.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VNNMuizMVQ8/TrdaEmoC3LI/AAAAAAAAAhk/G5CCLJukT-s/s320/IMG_0456.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Lastly, every time Ryan leaves for a guy's weekend, I try to tackle something on the home to do list so he feels like he comes home to a house that's better than when he left and so he feels like he can leave when he needs to. So here's this weekend's project!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ryan has a favorite chair. This monstrosity was actually in the house when we bought it, and he loves it. I failed to take a good "before" picture, so here it is after I took the arms and back off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HFG7UPbZO4/TrdfAcSgE_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/nNT-04sDwGA/s1600/IMG_0457.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HFG7UPbZO4/TrdfAcSgE_I/AAAAAAAAAiM/nNT-04sDwGA/s400/IMG_0457.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;People would come over to the house and we would run out of seating around our kitchen island, so I would have to have people sit in this chair. It was embarrassing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ry9GLtwgJdo/Trdfp7HtLOI/AAAAAAAAAic/O82mJeCt04A/s1600/IMG_0458.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ry9GLtwgJdo/Trdfp7HtLOI/AAAAAAAAAic/O82mJeCt04A/s320/IMG_0458.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;You can see the faded fabric in this one. It's, um, dated.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So here it is after I reupholstered it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4I8NlMq2md0/Trde2X72yjI/AAAAAAAAAiE/KWifPs14bUg/s1600/IMG_0460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4I8NlMq2md0/Trde2X72yjI/AAAAAAAAAiE/KWifPs14bUg/s400/IMG_0460.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I didn't do much to it, but I just recovered it so that it's clean and fabric actually covers all of the foam. I know, big deal. But I know that he is going to love it! Not to mention, I won't be embarrassed to offer it to guests anymore. At least until he and the cats wear this one out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-8445492939277532142?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/8445492939277532142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=8445492939277532142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/8445492939277532142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/8445492939277532142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-been-busy-week-on-farm-ryan-went-on.html' title='Farmsitting, Wiring, and Reupholstery Work'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7t_5fPEIuXo/TrdZ6tE0MHI/AAAAAAAAAhc/qdJgsa_ShH0/s72-c/IMG_0438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-1561730429675486661</id><published>2011-10-27T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T22:50:30.057-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkeys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Turkey Noises and Barn Quilt Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Turkeys really are interesting creatures. They're fun to watch, kind of like watching an aquarium. But one of the things that always struck me about turkeys is that they make a lot of noises, very few of which even remotely resemble "gobble."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When they are really little, they predictably say, "peep peep peep peep!" Seemingly, always 4 in a row on the same note. Ryan and I now use this noise to indicate distress as one of our inside jokes; there was an occasion in Ikea where Ryan used that noise to mean "oh no, now what?!" and the rest is history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But when they get older, the first adult noise they make is a bark. Then they make this contented little trill noise when they are content. In this video you can hear both of those noises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/hNlcYgxgBeA/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hNlcYgxgBeA?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hNlcYgxgBeA?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;They really only make a gobbling noise when they are in full adulthood, and even then it's rare.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I took this video today, so you can see that the turkeys are growing well! It's been a very nice, mild fall and that has helped us. We process the first batch of these in a week or so! I think we're ready to be done with this season, Ryan especially needs a break from constant running around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2w7r-7IRufo/TqohVmkceRI/AAAAAAAAAg0/tda82gZU5I4/s1600/IMG_0428.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2w7r-7IRufo/TqohVmkceRI/AAAAAAAAAg0/tda82gZU5I4/s400/IMG_0428.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;On the quilting front I have things in progress, as usual, but the barn quilt has looked like this for about the last two weeks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j1pw3RjlVtM/TqohGuGZBMI/AAAAAAAAAgs/-jKHUe1Ss40/s1600/IMG_0427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j1pw3RjlVtM/TqohGuGZBMI/AAAAAAAAAgs/-jKHUe1Ss40/s400/IMG_0427.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The yellow part is all painted, and the beginning of the pink is masked off, but that's it. It's not really an "I'm too busy" situation, more of a mood thing where I just haven't felt like finishing it. It's amazing how much dust comes down from our gravel road, it is well documented on the perfectly white paint. As a reminder, some day this thing will look like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-39L0ybbNSHI/Tizn3-Hm-RI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Fjk0IFOE8Do/s1600/IMG_0103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-39L0ybbNSHI/Tizn3-Hm-RI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Fjk0IFOE8Do/s320/IMG_0103.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Although the green is a little darker because it's what is left over from painting our sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZjGoKXsYPQ/TqojlRmiEbI/AAAAAAAAAhE/t4_1BmjAcOM/s1600/J%2526R%2526Sign+2009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZjGoKXsYPQ/TqojlRmiEbI/AAAAAAAAAhE/t4_1BmjAcOM/s320/J%2526R%2526Sign+2009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And as is my recent habit, I end with a Little One picture (or two) of the day. Here she helps Daddy pick up fiberglass posts. The dog in the foreground is my mother's, we were watching it for a couple of weeks while she was traveling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PhBVXIGOSFM/TqokJ4H2w5I/AAAAAAAAAhM/GzFJKFxopbM/s1600/IMG_0370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PhBVXIGOSFM/TqokJ4H2w5I/AAAAAAAAAhM/GzFJKFxopbM/s400/IMG_0370.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Our farm absolutely runs on these posts. Along with a little electric polyline, these things carry current all over the farm as well as hold the single wire to keep the cattle in (most of the time). Until they get too hungry and "storm the gate."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-17anDva3VNc/TqokVEsCziI/AAAAAAAAAhU/J0OiNb2jYVs/s1600/IMG_0375.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-17anDva3VNc/TqokVEsCziI/AAAAAAAAAhU/J0OiNb2jYVs/s400/IMG_0375.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-1561730429675486661?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/1561730429675486661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=1561730429675486661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/1561730429675486661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/1561730429675486661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/10/turkey-noises-and-barn-quilt-progress.html' title='Turkey Noises and Barn Quilt Progress'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2w7r-7IRufo/TqohVmkceRI/AAAAAAAAAg0/tda82gZU5I4/s72-c/IMG_0428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-4930461246506268674</id><published>2011-10-11T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T22:01:42.817-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nermal'/><title type='text'>Cast of Characters: Nermal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Nermal is our farm kitty. He was raised on the farm where we buy our feed and he charmed his way onto our farm. In some ways, he's a totally normal cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;He's a little destructive. Here he got ahold of an egg carton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-FreEmf7gk/TpT_ZjDHovI/AAAAAAAAAfs/xUiifjQvNIA/s1600/Nermal+%2526+egg+carton+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-FreEmf7gk/TpT_ZjDHovI/AAAAAAAAAfs/xUiifjQvNIA/s400/Nermal+%2526+egg+carton+1.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Suffice to say, there wasn't much of that egg carton left.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;He's also a bit of a climber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c0gyN5Wbyro/TpT_dyk1exI/AAAAAAAAAf0/FSXCPO61fbs/s1600/Nermal+on+Door+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c0gyN5Wbyro/TpT_dyk1exI/AAAAAAAAAf0/FSXCPO61fbs/s400/Nermal+on+Door+2.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Here he is on the top of the bathroom door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, of course, he likes to be in the middle of any quilt in progress.&amp;nbsp;Quilts I'm working on are there expressly for his pleasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mlJaZkUDjVU/S0lpJuusuvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/s-QiKtkSaOE/s1600/IMG_2102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mlJaZkUDjVU/S0lpJuusuvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/s-QiKtkSaOE/s320/IMG_2102.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Even barn quilts in progress apparently count, as evidenced by his actions yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8tv47o_zNYs/TpT-cxFMaqI/AAAAAAAAAfk/dS30ROqnrWo/s1600/IMG_0389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8tv47o_zNYs/TpT-cxFMaqI/AAAAAAAAAfk/dS30ROqnrWo/s400/IMG_0389.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As of tonight, I now have the yellow painted on it, but as soon as it was marked up Nermal climbed aboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Somehow, he just knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-4930461246506268674?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/4930461246506268674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=4930461246506268674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/4930461246506268674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/4930461246506268674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/10/cast-of-characters-nermal.html' title='Cast of Characters: Nermal'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-FreEmf7gk/TpT_ZjDHovI/AAAAAAAAAfs/xUiifjQvNIA/s72-c/Nermal+%2526+egg+carton+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-5803330469329353896</id><published>2011-09-27T22:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T22:39:23.315-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city kid comparisons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farming'/><title type='text'>Date Night &amp; Diaper Bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago Ryan and I had date night. I was thinking, "Ah, we could go do something together. Relax. Get away from farm work for a couple of hours."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So what did we do for date night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We picked up a hay trailer. From an hour's drive from home. And we had a babysitter for about 3 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ScOXmBZ4Lbo/ToKTYuarUjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/vw1LqGXxhP4/s1600/IMG_0302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ScOXmBZ4Lbo/ToKTYuarUjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/vw1LqGXxhP4/s400/IMG_0302.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sigh. Do you see the red thing in the foreground here? That's it. It really is pretty nice and well built, but we'll just chalk this up to things I never expected to do on date night before being a farmer's wife.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;On a related note, this picture is a little out of date and at this point we actually have steel on the roof of the building! You can stand in the building, in the rain, and not get wet. It's exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tonight I finished a new diaper bag for my daughter! I loved my old one, and I'm forever grateful a &lt;a href="http://draegerfamilie.blogspot.com/"&gt;friend of mine&lt;/a&gt; made it for me, but I decided it was too small and was getting a bit beat up. So I got the pattern "Case Closed" from&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stitchinsis.com/catalog/"&gt;Stitchin' Sisters&lt;/a&gt;, and this is my result!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zOxDrJ1mqcA/ToKTf3A7SbI/AAAAAAAAAfY/AOPkGcsB4Bk/s1600/IMG_0308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zOxDrJ1mqcA/ToKTf3A7SbI/AAAAAAAAAfY/AOPkGcsB4Bk/s400/IMG_0308.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It might be too large, but I like it. After I packed it with what was in the other diaper bag, it didn't seem too big anymore... I modified the pattern heavily. The three pockets on the front exactly hold the pyrex 1 cup containers I use to transport her homemade baby food, which is a very custom need for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ii8tFWV5i4E/ToKTmiEs3JI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Pr09rTNVtY4/s1600/IMG_0309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ii8tFWV5i4E/ToKTmiEs3JI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Pr09rTNVtY4/s400/IMG_0309.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I tried not to go overly baby-like and not too floral, but Ryan may still feel it's a little feminine. Ah well, if he doesn't like it, he can make one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NhBnx-ZCv1w/ToKTsjuwb9I/AAAAAAAAAfg/N0SdeSVs3mY/s1600/IMG_0310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NhBnx-ZCv1w/ToKTsjuwb9I/AAAAAAAAAfg/N0SdeSVs3mY/s400/IMG_0310.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I like the end result for a diaper bag, but I'm not sure how much I'd recommend the pattern. It needed a lot more diagrams, and the ones it had weren't very clear. I've definitely worked with better patterns, although this was my first bag I've ever made that had real structure and a zipper, etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;What do you think of it? Too feminine for any future boy babies, or OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-5803330469329353896?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/5803330469329353896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=5803330469329353896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5803330469329353896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5803330469329353896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/09/date-night-diaper-bag.html' title='Date Night &amp; Diaper Bag'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ScOXmBZ4Lbo/ToKTYuarUjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/vw1LqGXxhP4/s72-c/IMG_0302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-146643245217930991</id><published>2011-09-25T18:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T18:40:00.097-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city kid comparisons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farming'/><title type='text'>Calves and Hot &amp; Cold spots</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's calving season here, and as of writing this I think we're up to three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9dxG86LcSCg/Tnq8mCvtXVI/AAAAAAAAAew/Lnh9LxOnZRM/s1600/IMG_0292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9dxG86LcSCg/Tnq8mCvtXVI/AAAAAAAAAew/Lnh9LxOnZRM/s400/IMG_0292.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I say I think because calves are kinda little. They're shorter than the grass the cows are currently grazing, and they have a tendency to wander off. Can you tell there's actually two in this picture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Np82w6BYeHA/Tnq9l0-6zfI/AAAAAAAAAe8/vS6Kq28DYpA/s1600/IMG_0291.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Np82w6BYeHA/Tnq9l0-6zfI/AAAAAAAAAe8/vS6Kq28DYpA/s400/IMG_0291.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The other night Ryan and I were walking the field right after dusk and it was perfect weather to find the warm spots and cool spots on the farm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AYj0x3bcWac/Tnq95j3m3MI/AAAAAAAAAfI/x5lGiALDnH0/s1600/IMG_0179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AYj0x3bcWac/Tnq95j3m3MI/AAAAAAAAAfI/x5lGiALDnH0/s400/IMG_0179.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is one of those things I never knew was real until I owned 40 acres. There are noticeable warm and cool spots in the landscape! And I mean they're about 100 ft in diameter and are probably 5 degrees cooler or warmer than the ambient temp.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0CGy1aLENus/Tnq9Y_s2rII/AAAAAAAAAe0/9qoR1_8Ra0E/s1600/IMG_0289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0CGy1aLENus/Tnq9Y_s2rII/AAAAAAAAAe0/9qoR1_8Ra0E/s400/IMG_0289.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's really pretty cool. I kept getting all excited when we hit a warm or cool patch and I'm pretty sure Ryan thought I was nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As usual, I'll finish up with the little one picture of the day. Ryan always wanted to throw dry ice in a bucket of water because he heard it was cool. We had some left over from our locker date, so we did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7g6-XIHauOE/TnrB5k2fiuI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/p31iQJdCHVw/s1600/IMG_0271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7g6-XIHauOE/TnrB5k2fiuI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/p31iQJdCHVw/s400/IMG_0271.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Our little lady grabbed a stick and spontaneously started stirring. All I could think was "double double toil &amp;amp; trouble." Halloween costume idea perhaps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-146643245217930991?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/146643245217930991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=146643245217930991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/146643245217930991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/146643245217930991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/09/calves-and-hot-cold-spots.html' title='Calves and Hot &amp; Cold spots'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9dxG86LcSCg/Tnq8mCvtXVI/AAAAAAAAAew/Lnh9LxOnZRM/s72-c/IMG_0292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-5717311850392742951</id><published>2011-09-21T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T21:19:38.285-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mishaps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Slopes and Charity Quilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We had another work day with some friends coming out to help with the building, and Ryan got himself in a bit of a hurry on Saturday morning getting ready for people to come out. He was frustrated with the water trailer not wanting to come off the truck hitch, and then when he finally got it off he misestimated the slope and we had a bit of a mishap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aw47bA48_H8/TnqVpOJ2rmI/AAAAAAAAAeM/_Y5NEeyVbb4/s1600/IMG_0541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aw47bA48_H8/TnqVpOJ2rmI/AAAAAAAAAeM/_Y5NEeyVbb4/s400/IMG_0541.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We had a bunch of steel for the building roof in the back of the truck, so we couldn't have the tailgate up. Everything (500 lbs of feed, tools, 20+ 2x4's, etc) including the 20 sheets of steel slid down out of the truck and onto the grass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y3hsmChcJwU/TnqXMZUQjQI/AAAAAAAAAec/-i6KkZG6cjA/s1600/IMG_0537.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y3hsmChcJwU/TnqXMZUQjQI/AAAAAAAAAec/-i6KkZG6cjA/s400/IMG_0537.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Our friends, and their iPhone camera, were just in time to help pick up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oNRxJ-ezWkQ/TnqXUWnfVMI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Gcx2IYo7fxg/s1600/IMG_0538.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oNRxJ-ezWkQ/TnqXUWnfVMI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Gcx2IYo7fxg/s400/IMG_0538.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Do you see the cow in the background of this one? At least the weather was really nice, usually this sort of thing happens at dusk in a snowstorm in December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kT2D0UUEeFY/TnqVsxfQfNI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/T5qzNfi5ZMo/s1600/IMG_0546.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kT2D0UUEeFY/TnqVsxfQfNI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/T5qzNfi5ZMo/s400/IMG_0546.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Then we got down to the business of building. Jim and Ryan framed windows and doors while Drew trimmed the rafters to the right length and Michael, Adam, and I put purlins on the roof. I actually thought that was kind of fun, apparently childhood monkey bar skills have application in the "real world!" This pic was taken by Adam from the roof while Ryan and Michael go fetch tools.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I recently did some scrap organization in my quilting area and decided I hadn't made a charity quilt for the year yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qew-qSf0KmE/TnqV2xTDf_I/AAAAAAAAAeU/y9vKnRgJL0Y/s1600/IMG_0307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qew-qSf0KmE/TnqV2xTDf_I/AAAAAAAAAeU/y9vKnRgJL0Y/s400/IMG_0307.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This one will go to Quilts for Kids, which is the charity my guild has picked for the year. It's about 36" square, and I have to say I like this one better in person. The border fabric doesn't look quite so busy in person somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Last for anyone who stuck with me this long, Ryan sent this picture of my "Little Engineer" to me at work. He was repairing his chair in the kitchen, and she got the idea that she needed to figure out how to use the screwdriver too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uCXy3XlaK5I/TnqZZTmDVlI/AAAAAAAAAek/SXXLoT5JwHs/s1600/IMG_0297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uCXy3XlaK5I/TnqZZTmDVlI/AAAAAAAAAek/SXXLoT5JwHs/s400/IMG_0297.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sorry the pics are fuzzy. Ryan wanted to capture the moment so he didn't have time to focus, etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_B8HwQ-zJzI/TnqZb--BoAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/zPBdxTL00Zc/s1600/IMG_0298_cropped.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_B8HwQ-zJzI/TnqZb--BoAI/AAAAAAAAAeo/zPBdxTL00Zc/s400/IMG_0298_cropped.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Totally made my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7MBbV1B4WNg/TnqZeCIetgI/AAAAAAAAAes/2TL4S8NjZyM/s1600/IMG_0300_cropped.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7MBbV1B4WNg/TnqZeCIetgI/AAAAAAAAAes/2TL4S8NjZyM/s400/IMG_0300_cropped.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-5717311850392742951?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/5717311850392742951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=5717311850392742951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5717311850392742951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5717311850392742951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/09/slopes-and-charity-quilt.html' title='Slopes and Charity Quilt'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aw47bA48_H8/TnqVpOJ2rmI/AAAAAAAAAeM/_Y5NEeyVbb4/s72-c/IMG_0541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-5176434718265692514</id><published>2011-09-03T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T14:46:10.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fruit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Morning Glories and Peach Jam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I don't have a green thumb. It's just something I have to get over and admit to myself and the world around me. I know as a Farm Wife (yes the caps are on purpose) I should have a fabulous garden, both flowers and veggies. But those of you who read this blog or know me (or both) know that I just don't. So instead, I love my volunteer flowers. The ones that reseed themselves, don't have to be watered, and are pretty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Go Morning Glories!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RjFMwdxEm_c/TmJ5GbauUeI/AAAAAAAAAdM/cQmlK9D78LA/s1600/IMG_0187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RjFMwdxEm_c/TmJ5GbauUeI/AAAAAAAAAdM/cQmlK9D78LA/s400/IMG_0187.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;While the blue ones may be nicer, these purple ones just keep coming up and taking over my porch. I'd be annoyed if they weren't so pretty! So instead, I encourage them. And by encourage, I mean in the fall I spend time on my porch with my daughter picking the seeds off the vine and tossing them back into the garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UzZgdh6kHb8/TmJ5L7D6DBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/cp3lwON8OzE/s1600/IMG_0189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UzZgdh6kHb8/TmJ5L7D6DBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/cp3lwON8OzE/s400/IMG_0189.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So as I posted a few months ago that our peach tree actually bloomed! It's taken a beating in the snow storms of the past few years, so it didn't make very many peaches. But I did google a white peach jam recipe, and found this one on a blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youreverydaymama.blogspot.com/2009/09/vanilla-spiced-white-peach-jam.html"&gt;Peach Jam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So I made it today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5S9PewGJNs/TmJ9XI4V8DI/AAAAAAAAAdU/awRr-AhXCiA/s1600/IMG_0221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5S9PewGJNs/TmJ9XI4V8DI/AAAAAAAAAdU/awRr-AhXCiA/s320/IMG_0221.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yum. I've tried some, and it's delish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Lastly, last weekend we went to Kansas City for my high school best friend's wedding. It was totally awesome, and then on Sunday we went to the Kansas City sculpture garden. So I'll close with some pics from the trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2rkNFrmpkC4/TmJ_tiiLeaI/AAAAAAAAAd8/mI4yb6U0-tE/s1600/IMG_0197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2rkNFrmpkC4/TmJ_tiiLeaI/AAAAAAAAAd8/mI4yb6U0-tE/s400/IMG_0197.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The giant shuttlecocks are one of the more famous sculptures in KC, although I don't think my daughter saw the artistic significance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OUPWfjDNJwU/TmJ_6MEufEI/AAAAAAAAAeA/uLr2hD8en0s/s1600/IMG_0205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OUPWfjDNJwU/TmJ_6MEufEI/AAAAAAAAAeA/uLr2hD8en0s/s400/IMG_0205.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The sculpture in the background is called "sheep piece" because the sculptor's sheep liked to climb all over it. Love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FjhDvpddavM/TmKAEVZYbEI/AAAAAAAAAeE/TwUjLAcz3tg/s1600/IMG_0201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FjhDvpddavM/TmKAEVZYbEI/AAAAAAAAAeE/TwUjLAcz3tg/s400/IMG_0201.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-5176434718265692514?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/5176434718265692514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=5176434718265692514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5176434718265692514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5176434718265692514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/09/morning-glories-and-peach-jam.html' title='Morning Glories and Peach Jam'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RjFMwdxEm_c/TmJ5GbauUeI/AAAAAAAAAdM/cQmlK9D78LA/s72-c/IMG_0187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-6930573501277614029</id><published>2011-08-24T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T22:38:22.176-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><title type='text'>Marquardt 102 beats Fisk 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I have a phrase I like to use when I do home repair around here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"Marquardt 102 beats Fisk 101."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's kind of like the way classes in college are numbered. If English 101 is the intro class, English 102 will be just the tiniest step above it. Not the intro, but no expert level. So our house was previously owned by people named Fisk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;They were do-it-yourself-ers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I say that with a bit of tongue-in-cheek because, well, in many ways I'm just as cheap about my home repair.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So there are some things that they did that are.. um... less than perfect. Not that they started with perfect materials mind you, since this house was built in 1868. But here's a good example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is our coat closet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2nGLAqA7zUo/TlXAZG3cV9I/AAAAAAAAAc8/0yegbcGc07E/s1600/IMG_0183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2nGLAqA7zUo/TlXAZG3cV9I/AAAAAAAAAc8/0yegbcGc07E/s400/IMG_0183.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It is a folding door with a rail at the top. When we moved in, if you closed the door all the way the little guide would often slide off the rail. This would be Fisk 101. So I employed all of my handyman style skills to fix it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lm2gkbbnJY/TlXAhNnMXZI/AAAAAAAAAdE/tSziCbEus9g/s1600/IMG_0185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lm2gkbbnJY/TlXAhNnMXZI/AAAAAAAAAdE/tSziCbEus9g/s400/IMG_0185.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Can you see my fix? Here it is from the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P5fb9bvPPbg/TlXAdR3CbbI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ux4NFPlQPxk/s1600/IMG_0184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P5fb9bvPPbg/TlXAdR3CbbI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ux4NFPlQPxk/s400/IMG_0184.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Oh yeah, check that bad boy out. That's a shim that's been broken off so it's not too long. I unscrewed the rail on one screw, slid in a shim, and rescrewed the rail in through the shim. (rescrewed; is that a word? Hmm... spell check doesn't think so.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And that would be Marquardt 102. Pretty good, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So recently we decided we hated the storm door on our house. Chances are 90%+ that it was purchased at an auction for $20 or less and it showed. Darn thing was a pain in the keyster. (Huh. Keyster is also not a word. I'm full of these tonight!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Here's the old door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwIJPournyE/TlXAPe37xGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/9qvCScj-apc/s1600/IMG_0167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwIJPournyE/TlXAPe37xGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/9qvCScj-apc/s400/IMG_0167.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;What you can't see is that I've ripped out the bottom screen because our cat clawed it to death. If you've never seen a screen clawed to death, consider yourself lucky. It's ugly. Not to mention the screen totally loses its purpose in life. I've also already replaced the broken latch on it once, and the entire open edge was coming off so it made a horrible cracking noise every time the door opened and closed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z7JnMlyjtzQ/TlXAJWevlAI/AAAAAAAAAcw/BH41-ALoDOU/s1600/IMG_0165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z7JnMlyjtzQ/TlXAJWevlAI/AAAAAAAAAcw/BH41-ALoDOU/s400/IMG_0165.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Turns out if you replace a screen door, it's not a super easy process. It involves, like, drill bits and stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But two days later, here's what we have!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EUIhaFmkmHM/TlXAT4IX-3I/AAAAAAAAAc4/7B8k48CFjS4/s1600/IMG_0182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EUIhaFmkmHM/TlXAT4IX-3I/AAAAAAAAAc4/7B8k48CFjS4/s400/IMG_0182.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I feel the need to say "voila!" Maybe this one was actually complicated enough to be Marquardt 103. Or even Marquardt 201. Anyone want to hire a contractor? No job too small!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So I invite you to share. Do you improve the things the previous idiot did to your house with things that are only borderline less idiotic? Or do you hire someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-6930573501277614029?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/6930573501277614029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=6930573501277614029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6930573501277614029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6930573501277614029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/08/marquardt-102-beats-fisk-101.html' title='Marquardt 102 beats Fisk 101'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2nGLAqA7zUo/TlXAZG3cV9I/AAAAAAAAAc8/0yegbcGc07E/s72-c/IMG_0183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-6081972268293257004</id><published>2011-08-15T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T22:21:28.308-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheep'/><title type='text'>Lady in Red &amp; Talking to Sheep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As I helped Ryan herd sheep tonight--this consists of standing in a spot he dictates and just being generally intimidating--I looked down at my red shirt and red polka dot farm boots and thought to myself, "this is probably not what Chris De Burgh was thinking when he sang 'Lady in Red.' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-II-cBHlm-6I/TknKxT3eWkI/AAAAAAAAAck/NLcjD0WgREo/s1600/IMG_0147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-II-cBHlm-6I/TknKxT3eWkI/AAAAAAAAAck/NLcjD0WgREo/s400/IMG_0147.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;While I do actually own a red dress that cleans up ok, this is not it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My daughter's newest, best trick is that she makes sheep and cow noises. Not "baa" and "moo" but "me-eh-eh" and "maaahw." Altogether more accurate. Considering her current words are "Mama," "Daddy," "ball," and an occasional "num-num" in reaction to food she likes, she's soon going to make more animal noises than words. She's working on turkey noises too...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But here's a video of her talking to the sheep for your viewing pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6c1ff80e3533aafa" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6c1ff80e3533aafa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330432551%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D384C607FB103FA42D405508B0D8C2B4FA34D6AA1.7AE04253158B73E96EE5A7CDE167F4121C482F50%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6c1ff80e3533aafa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqRn3H5qxYFyd9D1484RjAGimm8Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6c1ff80e3533aafa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330432551%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D384C607FB103FA42D405508B0D8C2B4FA34D6AA1.7AE04253158B73E96EE5A7CDE167F4121C482F50%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6c1ff80e3533aafa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqRn3H5qxYFyd9D1484RjAGimm8Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-6081972268293257004?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/6081972268293257004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=6081972268293257004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6081972268293257004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6081972268293257004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/08/lady-in-red-talking-to-sheep.html' title='Lady in Red &amp; Talking to Sheep'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-II-cBHlm-6I/TknKxT3eWkI/AAAAAAAAAck/NLcjD0WgREo/s72-c/IMG_0147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-2806915538817726691</id><published>2011-08-01T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T21:54:01.284-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farming'/><title type='text'>Bad Summer Night Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;There's a party in my garage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;and everyone's invited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Turkeys, chickens, garden tractor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;coexist united.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sTBuGncSjEc/Tjddrbl70QI/AAAAAAAAAcI/2TrmV3mOZOQ/s1600/IMG_0117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sTBuGncSjEc/Tjddrbl70QI/AAAAAAAAAcI/2TrmV3mOZOQ/s400/IMG_0117.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;In amongst the concrete mixer,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;a b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;rooder design is working well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But can you tell turkey from chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;in a building hotter than heck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BlN3RUGsVS0/TjdeaCapfzI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Xh91H4oyTeo/s1600/IMG_0118_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BlN3RUGsVS0/TjdeaCapfzI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Xh91H4oyTeo/s400/IMG_0118_2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Cicadas and crickets harmonize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;in a sky marbled pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;They tell me "go and get a camera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Then just stop and think."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zwfxu49baZ8/Tjdd1U5elCI/AAAAAAAAAcM/M62jkFE2b-o/s1600/IMG_0119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zwfxu49baZ8/Tjdd1U5elCI/AAAAAAAAAcM/M62jkFE2b-o/s400/IMG_0119.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So I leave you with the sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;of an Iowan midsummer night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's time to go in and wash the eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;before I get a mosquito bite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f753b6031267afb0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df753b6031267afb0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330432551%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D65E69248D1A0B09935A139E59F83E04ED86F9005.22BC73F91A31303052D327E79A4309277B56FC2C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df753b6031267afb0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj0W-ov323-LUVzAeW2NagP29i4E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df753b6031267afb0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330432551%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D65E69248D1A0B09935A139E59F83E04ED86F9005.22BC73F91A31303052D327E79A4309277B56FC2C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df753b6031267afb0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj0W-ov323-LUVzAeW2NagP29i4E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-2806915538817726691?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/2806915538817726691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=2806915538817726691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/2806915538817726691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/2806915538817726691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/08/bad-summer-night-poetry.html' title='Bad Summer Night Poetry'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sTBuGncSjEc/Tjddrbl70QI/AAAAAAAAAcI/2TrmV3mOZOQ/s72-c/IMG_0117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-6067978645745042130</id><published>2011-07-24T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T22:54:19.415-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegetables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Garden Update &amp; Weathervane Table Topper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;At the beginning of the season I said I'd keep you updated on my garden, so here we go. As a reminder, this is what my garden looked like at the beginning of the season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9LBUuPEoDzA/TdCLUr0kVgI/AAAAAAAAAXY/lpX4qWnmcQ8/s1600/IMG_4061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9LBUuPEoDzA/TdCLUr0kVgI/AAAAAAAAAXY/lpX4qWnmcQ8/s320/IMG_4061.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6IUpNU0ABpM/TdCLajGssqI/AAAAAAAAAXc/kfSQPBpGmvI/s1600/IMG_4062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6IUpNU0ABpM/TdCLajGssqI/AAAAAAAAAXc/kfSQPBpGmvI/s320/IMG_4062.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Cute, huh? Well, I have to preface this next picture by telling you that this is actually a better-looking garden than any I've ever had. Keep that in mind. I took this picture of my garden tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_TBk1WVHPQM/TizdqLuxAyI/AAAAAAAAAbo/wexayf7qm1A/s1600/IMG_0094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_TBk1WVHPQM/TizdqLuxAyI/AAAAAAAAAbo/wexayf7qm1A/s320/IMG_0094.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;There are wax beans on the left here, and some sage on the bottom right. I think there may also be thyme in here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xg8kWTU6EPE/TizfPomWZDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/zO-3yzkS1KE/s1600/IMG_0095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xg8kWTU6EPE/TizfPomWZDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/zO-3yzkS1KE/s320/IMG_0095.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is the end of our broccoli (we actually harvested two little heads of these!).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QL-tGK5jiDw/TizfYYLOy_I/AAAAAAAAAbw/yHUQ3dXMdmo/s1600/IMG_0096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QL-tGK5jiDw/TizfYYLOy_I/AAAAAAAAAbw/yHUQ3dXMdmo/s320/IMG_0096.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This bed was largely spinach. It was yummy, I just didn't really replant it. There's some zucchini in the top left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dPaQ40CBvmM/TizfhpQy6WI/AAAAAAAAAb0/_TJELyvYSko/s1600/IMG_0097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dPaQ40CBvmM/TizfhpQy6WI/AAAAAAAAAb0/_TJELyvYSko/s320/IMG_0097.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;There's a stripped out tomato in the back of this one. I think bugs got it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So the moral of the story is that I'm just not very good at this gardening thing. But I'm still planning on retrenching. I'm not giving up on gardening yet. Someday I'll be that 60-year-old farm wife with a wonderful garden. I'll let you know when that happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I also finished up the little tabletopper that was my &lt;a href="http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/03/garden-planted-and-giveaway.html"&gt;giveaway&lt;/a&gt; prize for a little giveaway I hosted in March. It will be the design I put on my barn quilt whenever I get that going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vv4Y7GIzVog/Tiznxx4J1LI/AAAAAAAAAb4/CHAOiQzf1t4/s1600/IMG_0101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vv4Y7GIzVog/Tiznxx4J1LI/AAAAAAAAAb4/CHAOiQzf1t4/s320/IMG_0101.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Traditionally I would hang it this way (square), but I'm contemplating hanging it on point, like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-39L0ybbNSHI/Tizn3-Hm-RI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Fjk0IFOE8Do/s1600/IMG_0103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-39L0ybbNSHI/Tizn3-Hm-RI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Fjk0IFOE8Do/s320/IMG_0103.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Do you have thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Lastly, for those of you who want more pictures of my little girl on this blog (Don, I'm talking to you), here I am reading to her. We do this a lot, and she will grab a book and then climb into my lap and sit down. This particular book is from my childhood and is about moving, but the little girl in it has a little gray cat on almost every page. Therefore, my daughter has decided that this is the "find the kitty" book and she finds that little gray cat on every page of the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vrj_lKyY7Lw/TizorPtpQRI/AAAAAAAAAcA/tntl0gm7Ssk/s1600/IMG_0091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vrj_lKyY7Lw/TizorPtpQRI/AAAAAAAAAcA/tntl0gm7Ssk/s400/IMG_0091.JPG" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-6067978645745042130?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/6067978645745042130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=6067978645745042130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6067978645745042130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6067978645745042130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/07/garden-update-weathervane-table-topper.html' title='Garden Update &amp; Weathervane Table Topper'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9LBUuPEoDzA/TdCLUr0kVgI/AAAAAAAAAXY/lpX4qWnmcQ8/s72-c/IMG_4061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-6760879772679255216</id><published>2011-07-04T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T15:40:11.211-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fruit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Raspberry Hunting &amp; Poll Ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday Ryan mentioned to me that there was a small patch of raspberries in the pasture that he had the sheep graze around that might be ready for picking. His directions to find it went like this: "You know that one big soft maple with the overhanging branch that's about to fall off? Follow that branch and it's the next tree west of there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;After a couple of clarifying phone calls to Ryan, I found the small patch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z8Hyg6Cjuf8/ThIcRNJluoI/AAAAAAAAAY8/hq6GncnowaE/s1600/IMG_0067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z8Hyg6Cjuf8/ThIcRNJluoI/AAAAAAAAAY8/hq6GncnowaE/s320/IMG_0067.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I had the baby on my back in her Chicco carrier for a little outdoor adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0BfnavgyI4Y/ThIgsyoo9yI/AAAAAAAAAZY/rRQUWEqrsYg/s1600/IMG_4030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0BfnavgyI4Y/ThIgsyoo9yI/AAAAAAAAAZY/rRQUWEqrsYg/s320/IMG_4030.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This picture's actually a little out of date, but it's the one I have on file.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, we got to the raspberry patch and found a very unsurprising surprise: Poison Ivy. It's all over the place on our farm. So now it's time for a little game! Can you spot the poison ivy vs. the raspberry plant? Hint: the poison ivy has a 3 leaf pattern. Oh, wait. So does the raspberry plant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JNk2UyibUFQ/ThIgmqfecQI/AAAAAAAAAZU/BzHdA4mwsic/s1600/IMG_0071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JNk2UyibUFQ/ThIgmqfecQI/AAAAAAAAAZU/BzHdA4mwsic/s400/IMG_0071.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Well? How did you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Here's the raspberry leaves:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9LgmTSX2jyw/ThIcoAJw7CI/AAAAAAAAAZM/miYli7xvL7s/s1600/raspberries.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9LgmTSX2jyw/ThIcoAJw7CI/AAAAAAAAAZM/miYli7xvL7s/s400/raspberries.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And here's the poison ivy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-83IRsjOimRE/ThIcjUZ86aI/AAAAAAAAAZI/c9Z04D_sMhQ/s1600/Poison_Ivy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-83IRsjOimRE/ThIcjUZ86aI/AAAAAAAAAZI/c9Z04D_sMhQ/s400/Poison_Ivy.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So the poison ivy and the raspberry and I played a game of "touch this, not that," only complicated by the whole "raspberries have thorns" thing. Everything good is worth working for!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MXApdDjKNHg/ThIceuwGCII/AAAAAAAAAZE/EyjbHYMvfZE/s1600/IMG_0073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MXApdDjKNHg/ThIceuwGCII/AAAAAAAAAZE/EyjbHYMvfZE/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A meager harvest, but completely delicious. There weren't enough to make anything with them, so I just ate them. Perhaps in the future our patch will be big enough to make jam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;On a separate note, my poll ends tonight and so far it looks like my readers want to know more about my farm and home life. I definitely think people who read this blog at this point generally know me personally, so they are more interested in my daughter than I thought people might be. I will try to adjust accordingly. In the meantime, thanks for reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-6760879772679255216?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/6760879772679255216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=6760879772679255216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6760879772679255216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6760879772679255216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/07/raspberry-hunting-poll-ending.html' title='Raspberry Hunting &amp; Poll Ending'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z8Hyg6Cjuf8/ThIcRNJluoI/AAAAAAAAAY8/hq6GncnowaE/s72-c/IMG_0067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-4978104979731910908</id><published>2011-06-27T22:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T22:54:17.001-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farming'/><title type='text'>Lily Season Begins &amp; Poll</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's my second favorite time of year for flowers: Lily Season! I love lilies, but they are second to lilacs. Most of my heirloom bulbs will bloom a little later (they are budding now), but the "cheaper" bulbs are working it right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HBqWrD4wrmk/TglNkbv3QrI/AAAAAAAAAY0/2KxPmresNBU/s1600/IMG_0058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HBqWrD4wrmk/TglNkbv3QrI/AAAAAAAAAY0/2KxPmresNBU/s400/IMG_0058.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This lovely red-orange specimen was elected to adorn my kitchen island. Just one stem and a few hosta leaves and I have an arrangement.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Side note: if you've never tapped your hostas as a source for arrangements, you are missing out. They add wonderful texture, last forever, and it's hard to feel guilty about taking a few choice leaves because there are so many!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Also, because I can't stay on one topic for too long, I thought I'd note that Ryan and Jim and Michael C. got another wall of the building up this Sunday. Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lc1kWa-BluA/TglOcZZxFFI/AAAAAAAAAY4/gnpBf1aMIhU/s1600/IMG_0059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lc1kWa-BluA/TglOcZZxFFI/AAAAAAAAAY4/gnpBf1aMIhU/s400/IMG_0059.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I didn't help this time. Sorry boys. I'm kind of a mess with a hammer anyway (my motto the last time I helped was: "Whoops. Is this close enough?" Answer: No. Pretty much never.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Last point today: I've put a poll on my blog off to the right, it will close at midnight on the 4th of July. You can put in multiple answers (you don't just have to pick one) and the question I'm asking is: What do you like to read about on this blog? I'm just kind of curious if there are things I should focus on. I think about blog thoughts a lot, but sometimes I second guess myself and decide not to post because I don't think you'll be interested. So please be honest and I'll work on posting more of the things people who read this thing want to read. If what you like best isn't on there, just leave me a comment on this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Those of you who read with a reader (like Google), please please please &lt;a href="http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/"&gt;go to my blog&lt;/a&gt; and fill in the poll. If you're reading this, I want to know what you like no matter who you are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Side note again: Google has a cool "next" button you can add to your browser that lets you see new blogs on their home blog page. It's in the options somewhere and I have discovered I love it far better than RSSs because I get to see people's actual blog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ok, before I side note again, ta ta for now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-4978104979731910908?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/4978104979731910908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=4978104979731910908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/4978104979731910908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/4978104979731910908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/06/lily-season-begins-poll.html' title='Lily Season Begins &amp; Poll'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HBqWrD4wrmk/TglNkbv3QrI/AAAAAAAAAY0/2KxPmresNBU/s72-c/IMG_0058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-5812734389030900295</id><published>2011-06-23T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T23:17:30.850-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><title type='text'>June Exchange &amp; Another Quilt Relish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I signed up for a June Craft gift exchange thing this year, from the &lt;a href="http://www.craftaholicsanonymous.net/2011/05/handmade-gift-exchange-sign-ups.html"&gt;Craftaholics Anonymous&lt;/a&gt; blog. Not quite sure what possessed me, but I thought it would be fun. Anyway, it's in the mail now, my gifting partner was someone who likes all the owl patterns that are hot right now and is also a &lt;a href="http://www.scentsy.com/steph"&gt;Scentsy&lt;/a&gt; dealer. So I made her a candle mat from an original pattern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BIxpgVACY3s/TgQJD7oM4jI/AAAAAAAAAYo/X048pJbdwDo/s1600/IMG_0033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BIxpgVACY3s/TgQJD7oM4jI/AAAAAAAAAYo/X048pJbdwDo/s320/IMG_0033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The owls are appliqued with button eyes, the rest is all free motion quilted in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WX9eXKOzqjA/TgQJQhwtsmI/AAAAAAAAAYs/mrUK7qmSbQI/s1600/IMG_0034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WX9eXKOzqjA/TgQJQhwtsmI/AAAAAAAAAYs/mrUK7qmSbQI/s320/IMG_0034.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I also finished another one of the &lt;a href="http://modernquiltrelish.blogspot.com/p/pattern-shop.html"&gt;Modern Quilt Relish&lt;/a&gt; patterns, like the one in my &lt;a href="http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/06/barn-raising-cubicle-quilt.html"&gt;cubicle quilt&lt;/a&gt;. I have to say, these patterns are very well written. I did cut the size in half, however, just because I didn't really want anything bigger. There is a pencil in the picture to give a sense of scale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QkKpkot-TJ8/TgQJbrzzHLI/AAAAAAAAAYw/j53b0c8Ahvk/s1600/IMG_0040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QkKpkot-TJ8/TgQJbrzzHLI/AAAAAAAAAYw/j53b0c8Ahvk/s400/IMG_0040.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;To anyone who is looking for farm news, I apologize for no update on that front! It continues to be a very &lt;a href="http://beginningiowafarmer.blogspot.com/2011/06/caught-between-mortar-and-pestle.html"&gt;rough year &lt;/a&gt;here. Our energizer is back from the manufacturer and we now have fewer sheep, but we're still having chicken problems like crazy. Our broilers just aren't growing like they should and the layers are falling prey to clever raccoons and foxes. My co-workers are telling me that we should just set traps for the coons. This is funny. Ryan actually tied the bait to the trigger and the next morning the bait was gone and the trap was still untriggered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Crazy coons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-5812734389030900295?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/5812734389030900295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=5812734389030900295' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5812734389030900295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5812734389030900295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-exchange-another-quilt-relish.html' title='June Exchange &amp; Another Quilt Relish'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BIxpgVACY3s/TgQJD7oM4jI/AAAAAAAAAYo/X048pJbdwDo/s72-c/IMG_0033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-138935611348063609</id><published>2011-06-12T00:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T00:48:15.748-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city kid comparisons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farming'/><title type='text'>Barn Raising &amp; Cubicle Quilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Let me start by saying that people are awesome. I expressed a plea at work in our Friday morning staff meeting for help with framing our building, and lo and behold two of my co-workers were game! One brought his fiancé and we also had Jim out to help. Our farm would not run without that man and this was yet one more thing where he knew all sorts of useful things!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0AMS0SgwLWA/TfRPlOD5KQI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Z8rjvYoukwo/s1600/IMG_0019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0AMS0SgwLWA/TfRPlOD5KQI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Z8rjvYoukwo/s400/IMG_0019.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Barn Raising! Greg is in the gray, Drew is in the orange, Melanie is in the green, Ryan is on the left in the blue and Jim is on the right in the blue.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;By the end of the day we now have the front and back walls up, which is awesome. We also learned a bunch about how to do this in the future, which was super valuable. Knowing how to frame is another one of those skills that we city kids just don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EFUchIXbXhQ/TfRPrZhHS-I/AAAAAAAAAYY/HsShiVL7eDI/s1600/IMG_0031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EFUchIXbXhQ/TfRPrZhHS-I/AAAAAAAAAYY/HsShiVL7eDI/s400/IMG_0031.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ok, so it's not truly a barn but is a 20 ft x 30 ft chicken building to be a layer house and brooder. We're using a blueprint written by Kasco poultry in 1943. We went back to that old blueprint because it's from a time when people did something closer to what we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago I also finished a small quilt for a wall hanging, and when I started it I was planning to use it to start on Christmas gifts, etc. Instead I liked it so much that I decided to hang it in my cubicle at work, at least for a little while. I refuse to feel guilty about that because, well, I just do. The one that was there had been there for almost 2 years already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-REgpEUMrdVk/TfRPxB9udKI/AAAAAAAAAYc/F47IDZAdEcg/s1600/IMG_0015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-REgpEUMrdVk/TfRPxB9udKI/AAAAAAAAAYc/F47IDZAdEcg/s400/IMG_0015.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's a pattern from two ladies in Ames who write modern quilt patterns and it was super fun to make! The pattern is Modern Pickle Relish and their pattern shop can be found &lt;a href="http://modernquiltrelish.blogspot.com/p/pattern-shop.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I will also note that it was a very well-written pattern, and I loved that it still has a very modern feel to it even though I used civil war reproduction fabrics.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-138935611348063609?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/138935611348063609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=138935611348063609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/138935611348063609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/138935611348063609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/06/barn-raising-cubicle-quilt.html' title='Barn Raising &amp; Cubicle Quilt'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0AMS0SgwLWA/TfRPlOD5KQI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Z8rjvYoukwo/s72-c/IMG_0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-8787623156244296307</id><published>2011-06-04T15:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T15:41:05.731-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farming'/><title type='text'>Chinese Balance Quilt &amp; Escape Artist Sheep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I finished another small quilt today, it's intended to be a baby quilt for my next baby (no, I'm not expecting yet. I'm just a plan ahead type person).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TWO39OtukWY/TeqUhTvq36I/AAAAAAAAAYA/jkZMKb3bgyg/s1600/IMG_0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TWO39OtukWY/TeqUhTvq36I/AAAAAAAAAYA/jkZMKb3bgyg/s400/IMG_0001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;With my first baby, I found that a quilt that was about 27" by 33" is just right for a "traveling" quilt. It fits my carseat, is the right size for a changing table, and fits in a grocery cart seat (if I don't just leave the baby in the carseat). This is my daughter's traveling quilt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lws7SC-kwG0/TeqVo9VBbbI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/CxiOwbZlHKw/s1600/2007+Apr+30s+Diamonds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lws7SC-kwG0/TeqVo9VBbbI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/CxiOwbZlHKw/s320/2007+Apr+30s+Diamonds.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But back to the topic at hand. I'm calling this newest quilt "Chinese Balance" because the focus fabric is this awesome rainbow phoenix fabric that I found in Madison, WI a couple years ago at &lt;a href="http://www.gayfeatherfabrics.com/"&gt;Gayfeather Fabrics&lt;/a&gt;. Then I hand quilted it with dragons. In the Chinese culture phoenix represent a feminine aspect and dragons are masculine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wXVb-WyLL2o/TeqUnXjVelI/AAAAAAAAAYE/o3i7tofkN6A/s1600/IMG_0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wXVb-WyLL2o/TeqUnXjVelI/AAAAAAAAAYE/o3i7tofkN6A/s400/IMG_0002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Then in each of the 4 squares I quilted a different Chinese character, meaning Phoenix (male), Phoenix (female), Dragon (common form), Dragon (royal form). Hopefully someone who really knows their Mandarin won't see it and totally laugh, but I really like the way it turned out!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;On the farm front, the sheep are currently getting out daily. Our good energizer is back at the manufacturer (broken), so the backup energizer is... well... less than intimidating. Here the sheep are snacking on my front yard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sN7TQDpYZ1A/TeqUzZGZHrI/AAAAAAAAAYM/hhkCcGisvgo/s1600/IMG_4108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sN7TQDpYZ1A/TeqUzZGZHrI/AAAAAAAAAYM/hhkCcGisvgo/s400/IMG_4108.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I think Ryan might be ready to just shoot the lot of 'em!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-8787623156244296307?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/8787623156244296307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=8787623156244296307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/8787623156244296307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/8787623156244296307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/06/chinese-balance-quilt-escape-artist.html' title='Chinese Balance Quilt &amp; Escape Artist Sheep'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TWO39OtukWY/TeqUhTvq36I/AAAAAAAAAYA/jkZMKb3bgyg/s72-c/IMG_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-7933362754545303140</id><published>2011-05-31T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:37:49.654-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lambs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farming'/><title type='text'>Weaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So Ryan has been trying to sort sheep in our new animal handling system. See below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yMDYCq3zS5Y/TeWHUm0K45I/AAAAAAAAAXo/BMp1Af9vRLU/s1600/IMG_4102cropped.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yMDYCq3zS5Y/TeWHUm0K45I/AAAAAAAAAXo/BMp1Af9vRLU/s400/IMG_4102cropped.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;However, as he himself said in reaction to this picture, "What you can't see here is the swearing."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;He's not kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Luckily my daughter can't hear him either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NZO5t-wAJsI/TeWHtE_nX1I/AAAAAAAAAX4/uzM0AWnQv2o/s1600/IMG_4093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NZO5t-wAJsI/TeWHtE_nX1I/AAAAAAAAAX4/uzM0AWnQv2o/s320/IMG_4093.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But she likes to watch him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fMMCB16vR68/TeWHyRpoCrI/AAAAAAAAAX8/vs0RPxqSJFY/s1600/IMG_4094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fMMCB16vR68/TeWHyRpoCrI/AAAAAAAAAX8/vs0RPxqSJFY/s320/IMG_4094.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;She actually watched him mow the lawn for 45 minutes without moving. Pretty good for a year-old child.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But back to my story.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ryan got the sheep sorted out (mostly) and into different areas of the farm (also mostly). In the "keep" herd were a couple of lambs who are big enough to be weaned, but their mamas haven't forced the issue yet. We usually let them make that decision, but not today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So in his infinite wisdom, Ryan put the "keep" herd next to our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Right next to our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As in, one wall of the fence is practically the wall to our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5YvN4NmM5d4/TeWHcmmXbvI/AAAAAAAAAXs/onQqg2cbnfU/s1600/IMG_4107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5YvN4NmM5d4/TeWHcmmXbvI/AAAAAAAAAXs/onQqg2cbnfU/s320/IMG_4107.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Did I mention it was super hot out last night so I had the windows open? Those crazy lambs cried all night long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Word to the wise: freshly weaned lambs do not belong 10 feet from the open window of a house on a summer night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-7933362754545303140?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/7933362754545303140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=7933362754545303140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/7933362754545303140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/7933362754545303140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/05/weaning.html' title='Weaning'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yMDYCq3zS5Y/TeWHUm0K45I/AAAAAAAAAXo/BMp1Af9vRLU/s72-c/IMG_4102cropped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-2897990466207677344</id><published>2011-05-15T21:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T20:02:43.332-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegetables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Gardening &amp; Heavenly Scent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My quest to actually have and maintain a decent garden this year continues!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6IUpNU0ABpM/TdCLajGssqI/AAAAAAAAAXc/kfSQPBpGmvI/s1600/IMG_4062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6IUpNU0ABpM/TdCLajGssqI/AAAAAAAAAXc/kfSQPBpGmvI/s320/IMG_4062.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So my square foot gardens are going OK, some stuff is even growing. About 80% of my transplants died, so we purchased some more at Theisen's today. The spinach toward the center of the view is from seed, though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9LBUuPEoDzA/TdCLUr0kVgI/AAAAAAAAAXY/lpX4qWnmcQ8/s1600/IMG_4061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9LBUuPEoDzA/TdCLUr0kVgI/AAAAAAAAAXY/lpX4qWnmcQ8/s320/IMG_4061.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is the same one of the gardens, I picked it because it looks the best of the four I have planted! Top right has some snap peas, the nice stuff toward the middle is the spinach, top left is zucchini and brussels sprouts, and bottom left is broccoli. I think it's going OK so far!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It is also my absolute favorite time of year for flowers. It has not been a great year for lilacs and the ones I do have are actually fairly dismal. Some day I'll buck it up and order some truly awesome varieties online.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Nbn9RghdWY/TdCLjGTfs9I/AAAAAAAAAXk/fiVapgpaG7w/s1600/IMG_4067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Nbn9RghdWY/TdCLjGTfs9I/AAAAAAAAAXk/fiVapgpaG7w/s320/IMG_4067.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I do have a few and they are blooming now! Mixed with the lilies-of-the-valley, I wish I could just bottle this scent and keep it forever. Yes, I know they make perfumes that try. But they all fail.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tPmengqDArM/TdCLeRC9VGI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Kg9TvlY7B1Y/s1600/IMG_4064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tPmengqDArM/TdCLeRC9VGI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Kg9TvlY7B1Y/s320/IMG_4064.JPG" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I also love putting arrangements in those old-fashioned glass coca-cola bottles. They are just the right size and I think they make charming vases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-2897990466207677344?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/2897990466207677344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=2897990466207677344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/2897990466207677344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/2897990466207677344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/05/gardening-heavenly-scent.html' title='Gardening &amp; Heavenly Scent'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6IUpNU0ABpM/TdCLajGssqI/AAAAAAAAAXc/kfSQPBpGmvI/s72-c/IMG_4062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-9177884146038452310</id><published>2011-04-30T11:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T11:27:29.711-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fruit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Another Banner &amp; Blooming Peach Trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;On Palm Sunday Ryan came home from church council and told me that our church didn't have an Easter banner. So after I got over my disbelief we didn't have an Easter banner, I went through my fabric stash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i2fQuTYjdHQ/Tbwvo9cCHpI/AAAAAAAAAXI/jtyZBF08_vM/s1600/2011+Apr+Risen+banner.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i2fQuTYjdHQ/Tbwvo9cCHpI/AAAAAAAAAXI/jtyZBF08_vM/s320/2011+Apr+Risen+banner.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This one is just raw-edge applique for the butterflies and letters, and and I didn't have enough purple to make the background purple so I made the butterflies purple. I think it turned out OK for something I whipped up in a week or so.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tFtQNbx0R9w/TbwvtPr7AJI/AAAAAAAAAXM/8ee45I6RGkI/s1600/2011+Apr+risen+banner+detail.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tFtQNbx0R9w/TbwvtPr7AJI/AAAAAAAAAXM/8ee45I6RGkI/s320/2011+Apr+risen+banner+detail.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I quilted the background with Easter lilies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'm also super excited that our peach trees are blooming!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K6zD16Lu4kc/Tbwvz4XBG5I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Pm7zgpqSmfc/s1600/IMG_4033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K6zD16Lu4kc/Tbwvz4XBG5I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Pm7zgpqSmfc/s320/IMG_4033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Why does this matter so much? Well, we had peaches our first year here. They are white and sweet and scrumptious and are planted right at the edge of their approved agricultural zone. By that I mean a bad winter renders them perfectly healthy, but peachless. So the winter of 2008-2009 and 2009-2010 were bad. I even blogged about it &lt;a href="http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/02/relentless-winter-taxes.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. They were full of ice and record low temperatures. But the winter of 2010-2011 was pretty normal! Therefore the peach trees are blooming and I'm hopeful. This may be a year with peaches!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aQJVMTJHA8g/Tbwv414WXEI/AAAAAAAAAXU/kqXDbCeHTcU/s1600/IMG_4040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aQJVMTJHA8g/Tbwv414WXEI/AAAAAAAAAXU/kqXDbCeHTcU/s320/IMG_4040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-9177884146038452310?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/9177884146038452310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=9177884146038452310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/9177884146038452310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/9177884146038452310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/04/another-banner-blooming-peach-trees.html' title='Another Banner &amp; Blooming Peach Trees'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i2fQuTYjdHQ/Tbwvo9cCHpI/AAAAAAAAAXI/jtyZBF08_vM/s72-c/2011+Apr+Risen+banner.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-6733398027416310611</id><published>2011-04-20T21:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T21:55:50.399-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Book Review: Precious Norman Honor by A.L. Stumo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Supporting local can extend to more than just food. So when a friend of mine asked me to review her debut novel, I jumped at the chance! So this is my book review for &lt;u&gt;Precious Norman Honor&lt;/u&gt; by A.L. Stumo from Pella, IA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;While I am not generally a historical fiction reader, I do love young adult novels. &lt;u&gt;Precious Norman Honor&lt;/u&gt; takes a slightly different slant on historical fiction by emphasizing the historical before the fiction. Although I thought this would make for a flat, boring novel (not being a history buff myself), I found the opposite was true. Not knowing very much about Medieval castle sieges, I loved realizing that the castle citizens valued even the weeds in the garden for nutritional value while I cheered Maud on in her attempts to see outside her rapidly shrinking world. Stumo does an excellent job of developing relatable characters and throws in some truly unexpected plot surprises. While our heroine Maud does not seem to suffer the most, she sees the suffering of her friends (such as her best friend Rowena) and family through the eyes of a 12-year-old. As I reader, I felt her pain and that of those she observed acutely.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Stumo also shows her literary background with strong imagery threads through the story. Fish are a subtle extended metaphor, and my favorite use of this device is when Maud narrates, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My questions were as numerous as the fish in the Severn River" and later notes, "I sighed as I realized these questions would swim downstream and not be answered." I always appreciate this level of attention to detail in a novel, and Stumo did not disappoint. I would recommend this book for anyone of any age, history buff or no. I am eagerly awaiting her next novel and hope she writes many more to come.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Precious-Norman-Honor-L-Stumo/dp/0983484708/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1303353958&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Precious Norman Honor (paperback)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Precious-Norman-Honor-ebook/dp/B004WXIFF8/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;m=AG56TWVU5XWC2&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1303353997&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;Precious Norman Honor (Kindle)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Other historical fiction young adult books I've enjoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Golden-Goblet-Newbery-Library-Puffin/dp/0140303359/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1303354201&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The Golden Goblet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Switching-Well-Peni-R-Griffin/dp/0140369104/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1303354371&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Switching Well&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(sorry this one appears to be out of print; I still highly recommend it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-6733398027416310611?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/6733398027416310611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=6733398027416310611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6733398027416310611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6733398027416310611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/04/book-review-precious-norman-honor-by-al.html' title='Book Review: Precious Norman Honor by A.L. Stumo'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-88719757335867172</id><published>2011-04-12T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T22:57:42.770-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><title type='text'>Little I-Spy &amp; Home Improvement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I finished a little I-Spy quilt for a friend last week, she's leaving for Colorado soon and I wanted to give her a going away present. It's just a little one, but I adore I-spy quilts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kfHnpUoRgps/TaUcJ4UA2-I/AAAAAAAAAW4/AGjmPUFvQeQ/s1600/2011+Apr+I-spy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kfHnpUoRgps/TaUcJ4UA2-I/AAAAAAAAAW4/AGjmPUFvQeQ/s320/2011+Apr+I-spy.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Something about them just appeals to me. I tend to make mine nature-themed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I've also discovered that I have spring cleaning fever. It makes me want to fix things. So starting on about the first of the month, I installed a bannister in our staircase, which previously lacked one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ozb1AS8bsBs/TaUcaxchErI/AAAAAAAAAXE/0m9h8XHvIKU/s1600/IMG_3969.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ozb1AS8bsBs/TaUcaxchErI/AAAAAAAAAXE/0m9h8XHvIKU/s320/IMG_3969.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The baby gate on the landing is actually not for the baby. It's for the dumb pets who like to nap upstairs, then wake up and jump down from whatever perch they are on and wake the baby up. So maybe it is kind of for the baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--xMmBgs5_Fk/TaUcO04JhUI/AAAAAAAAAW8/1gKwbkmp2qk/s1600/IMG_3965.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--xMmBgs5_Fk/TaUcO04JhUI/AAAAAAAAAW8/1gKwbkmp2qk/s320/IMG_3965.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A couple of months ago, I drew up some plans on engineering paper for a spice rack to fit above my oven (yes, I know, you shouldn't store spices above the oven. But that's where I like them and so that's where they go in my house). But my carpentry skills are limited, so I commissioned a friend to make it for me. He got it done last Friday, and I just love it!! Other than fitting my space, I designed it to fit the short little Tone's spices. Has anyone else noticed that you just can't get a good spice rack for those suckers? Everything is too tall and ends up wasting space! Or, you're supposed to transfer the spices from the Tone's spice containers and put them into pretty glass containers that only have certain spices labeled. It's all very silly. So now the chaos that was my tiny spice rack and spice cupboard is beautiful once again. Thanks Paul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7pAP65iY-48/TaUcVr7iHXI/AAAAAAAAAXA/W-ZP4LSOq8E/s1600/IMG_3967.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7pAP65iY-48/TaUcVr7iHXI/AAAAAAAAAXA/W-ZP4LSOq8E/s320/IMG_3967.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Last, but not least, we hung a magnetic knife rack this last weekend. Just ignore the dirty dishes starting to stack up under it, that's not the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, I had been meaning to do something like this for some time, but last week Hazel got tall enough and smart enough to get into the knife drawer. I looked over and she had the handle of the wicked looking shark-shaped bread knife in her hot little hands. Yeah, that was not cool. So now the knives are out of her reach! On another plus side, they are way easier for me to get to and some of the knives that never got used are getting used again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I am, as usual, thrilled spring seems to finally be here. It's sunny and beautiful, and snow is predicted on Friday. Yeah, we live in Iowa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-88719757335867172?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/88719757335867172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=88719757335867172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/88719757335867172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/88719757335867172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-i-spy-home-improvement.html' title='Little I-Spy &amp; Home Improvement'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kfHnpUoRgps/TaUcJ4UA2-I/AAAAAAAAAW4/AGjmPUFvQeQ/s72-c/2011+Apr+I-spy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-7302246228564058558</id><published>2011-04-03T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:18:20.337-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PFI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Farmer's wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday around midnight I posted on Facebook the following status:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;I am officially a farmer's wife. I have now been crapped on by a chicken while trying to get a weak newborn lamb to nurse.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;One of my friends responded that she wasn't sure what the bar was for the title of "Farmer's Wife," but that one seemed like a good one. This made me reflect on the question: when did I really feel like a farmer's wife? So here is my list, in the order I thought of them, of times I felt like a farmer's wife.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1. My first Thanksgiving, cooking a turkey we raised for 14 people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;There's just something about cooking the Thanksgiving turkey and hosting everyone at my house that always makes me feel like a matriarch, in the nicest possible way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ECdtRM8gwT8/TZktuKq6S7I/AAAAAAAAAWg/_Zg1e4THn7A/s1600/2009+spring+turkeys+4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ECdtRM8gwT8/TZktuKq6S7I/AAAAAAAAAWg/_Zg1e4THn7A/s320/2009+spring+turkeys+4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2. Building a storage tower for my quilting projects out of milk crates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I can't take a picture of this one for you because my daughter is asleep upstairs where this is. But trust me, I built it from milk crates and ny-ties, and it's classy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3. Helping a ewe give birth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My regular blog readers know about &lt;a href="http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/01/smaller-hands.html"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;. It was an . . . interesting . . . evening. I won't repost the picture here because it's kinda gooey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;4. The day I went into labor and got to the hospital an hour late because a ewe was also in labor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yep, this one is true. I called Ryan who was out in the pasture from the passenger seat and said, "I need you in here NOW!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;5. The afternoon I came home from work early because the cows were out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I blogged about &lt;a href="http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/12/maw-cows-are-out.html"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; too. There's a trend here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VZDvE4yTZiI/TPsTSsffg8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/LpTnFxGoFgA/s1600/IMG_3388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VZDvE4yTZiI/TPsTSsffg8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/LpTnFxGoFgA/s320/IMG_3388.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;6. When I patched my husband's Carhartts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I used a pair of jeans he wore out. Then he promptly ripped the Carhartts again, right above the patch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9VYhSgZgUg/TZk0aABF3HI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ulnZIbfhEkk/s1600/IMG_3630.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9VYhSgZgUg/TZk0aABF3HI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ulnZIbfhEkk/s320/IMG_3630.jpg" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Also, I should have a sub-bullet here for the PFI patch. Ryan's Carhartts aren't complete without it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-03luXXbmkaY/TZk0h1XcHeI/AAAAAAAAAWs/e7bJpgrpMxg/s1600/DSC00013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-03luXXbmkaY/TZk0h1XcHeI/AAAAAAAAAWs/e7bJpgrpMxg/s320/DSC00013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;7. When I bought my rubber boots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I bet you can guess which ones are mine. I decided that even though I'd need rubber boots, they didn't have to be totally ugly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jBESgbGsIKU/TZk0heOTVtI/AAAAAAAAAWo/l2_Xg3OBRBg/s1600/DSC00012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jBESgbGsIKU/TZk0heOTVtI/AAAAAAAAAWo/l2_Xg3OBRBg/s320/DSC00012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As I wrote this list, I realized I already blogged about quite a few of these. When I was pregnant, one of Ryan's friends told him that you don't become a dad right when the baby is born. You pretend to be a dad for a while and one day you wake up and realize you are one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I think this is the same way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-7302246228564058558?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/7302246228564058558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=7302246228564058558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/7302246228564058558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/7302246228564058558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/04/farmers-wife.html' title='Farmer&apos;s wife'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ECdtRM8gwT8/TZktuKq6S7I/AAAAAAAAAWg/_Zg1e4THn7A/s72-c/2009+spring+turkeys+4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-44782984735283143</id><published>2011-03-27T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T23:58:09.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weathervane the winner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We actually had a tie for 1st place in the barn quilt voting, between Prairie Queen and Weathervane. So after much soul-searching and questioning the workings of the universe (by which I mean asking Ryan about his favorite), I'm going with #6 Weathervane.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X6BU5uWN1_g/TZAT6Z_08WI/AAAAAAAAAWc/h_H6hwY94WA/s1600/IMG_3928_trimmed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X6BU5uWN1_g/TZAT6Z_08WI/AAAAAAAAAWc/h_H6hwY94WA/s320/IMG_3928_trimmed.jpg" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As for the giveaway, Random.org picked comment #6, which is Slovenka (Who also voted for #6. Lots of 6's in play today)! So send me an email with your address and I'll get working on your Weathervane table topper. Thanks to all of you who left comments, I'll try to get a full blog post up soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-44782984735283143?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/44782984735283143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=44782984735283143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/44782984735283143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/44782984735283143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/03/weathervane-winner.html' title='Weathervane the winner'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X6BU5uWN1_g/TZAT6Z_08WI/AAAAAAAAAWc/h_H6hwY94WA/s72-c/IMG_3928_trimmed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-5049798119378391199</id><published>2011-03-20T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T22:51:41.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden planted and Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5bmQVNXWrL8/TYbG9cMAcoI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/eibstxOkoMg/s1600/IMG_3922.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5bmQVNXWrL8/TYbG9cMAcoI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/eibstxOkoMg/s320/IMG_3922.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is the first day of spring, and it is the first time I can remember that the official first day of spring actually feels like it should be the first day of spring. As such, I planted the first round of the garden yesterday! I know it doesn't look like much, but I cleaned out the square foot gardens and planted all the seeds that are "when the soil can be worked." This includes spinach, lettuce, broccoli, carrots, and a few other things. We will see how it turns out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ok, so now I'm doing my first blog giveaway!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Background: for Valentine's Day, Ryan has painted a 4 ft by 4 ft piece of plywood white for me to serve as a &lt;a href="http://www.barnquilts.com/"&gt;barn quilt&lt;/a&gt;! I've wanted one of these since the day I found out they existed, so I'm excited about it. But I'm not sure what design to put on it. (As a side note, there isn't a good article on barn quilts on Wikipedia. I think that's more evidence that they need female editors on that site! Perhaps I should write them one...) Yes, these quilt squares are usually 8 ft square, but we don't have a good place to put something that big on our farm so we'll put the smaller one on the shed by the road.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So now the giveaway. I want to know what you all think I should put on my barn quilt square. I will make a quilted table-topper kind of like these:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-FjCaZlkADuU/TYbJiWXNyvI/AAAAAAAAAWY/xh3-tgv3404/s1600/2009+June+shower+gifts.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-FjCaZlkADuU/TYbJiWXNyvI/AAAAAAAAAWY/xh3-tgv3404/s320/2009+June+shower+gifts.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;but it will have the design you voted for on it (note, not the winning design, but the one the winner liked best!) To vote, comment on this blog with which design you like best. Then I will use random.org to select a winner. Are you ready for the options? Here we go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qQCJehB52F4/TYbHAPFEGCI/AAAAAAAAAWU/QzlQBbNw1_M/s1600/IMG_3928.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qQCJehB52F4/TYbHAPFEGCI/AAAAAAAAAWU/QzlQBbNw1_M/s400/IMG_3928.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;They are numbered from left to right and here are the names of the blocks. Remember that these barn quilts are fairly common, so while I do like turkey tracks and have it up here because it symbolizes our farm; it is possible that there are a few other farms with turkey tracks out there. So just keep that kind of thing in mind. The names of the blocks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1. Castles in Spain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2. Evening star with pinwheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3. Prairie Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;4. This &amp;amp; That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;5. Turkey Tracks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;6. Weather Vane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So please vote, I want to know what you think! You can send me an email with your vote if you prefer, but know that I won't enter you in the giveaway that way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Oh, and I'll close the voting at 8 pm central time next Sunday, March 27th. See you in a week with the verdict!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-5049798119378391199?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/5049798119378391199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=5049798119378391199' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5049798119378391199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5049798119378391199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/03/garden-planted-and-giveaway.html' title='Garden planted and Giveaway!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5bmQVNXWrL8/TYbG9cMAcoI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/eibstxOkoMg/s72-c/IMG_3922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-3970946142005437647</id><published>2011-02-28T22:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T22:05:21.413-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city kid comparisons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><title type='text'>Hazel's Legacy &amp; Church Banner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I looked back at my quilting scrapbook, and apparently February and March are usually very productive months for me! And not just because of the annual quilt retreat (this last weekend was my third year going to the Pella Area Quilt Guild retreat). Of the 28 quilts I have completed (I'm not counting little projects), 12 were completed in February or March.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9pynfJ8jcYc/TWxdP547VqI/AAAAAAAAAWE/VCAE5b5g9ZQ/s1600/IMG_3837.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9pynfJ8jcYc/TWxdP547VqI/AAAAAAAAAWE/VCAE5b5g9ZQ/s320/IMG_3837.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So I finished the quilt from Great-Grandma Hazel, and I named it Hazel's Legacy. I blogged about receiving the box of fabric &lt;a href="http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/10/keep-to-forest-stay-out-of-trees.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I admit it really grew on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-z1mLLrEj8Z8/TWxdJpTAVuI/AAAAAAAAAWA/nsRtxzJcPPU/s1600/IMG_3836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-z1mLLrEj8Z8/TWxdJpTAVuI/AAAAAAAAAWA/nsRtxzJcPPU/s320/IMG_3836.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's a nice couch throw size and Ryan fully intends to put it on Hazel's bed when we convert it to a toddler bed. It was amazing to work with fabrics from about 6 different decades in one quilt. I'm convinced that the red and blue flower fabric in the detail view is a feed sack from the 30's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xYdZPeaAobY/TWxdWXQ4OEI/AAAAAAAAAWI/3j22omNCTZQ/s1600/IMG_3838.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xYdZPeaAobY/TWxdWXQ4OEI/AAAAAAAAAWI/3j22omNCTZQ/s320/IMG_3838.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I also pieced the back out of the large scraps that were in the box. The pink block cracks me up because like the front it is hand-pieced, and there is only one. It has about 30 different little diamonds and triangles, and it is obvious that Hazel finished the one block and said, "Ok, that's it! We're going to something a little less complicated..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Hr5zbzO-dWg/TWxjn9w1k8I/AAAAAAAAAWM/oauKhWREIrw/s1600/st_andrews.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Hr5zbzO-dWg/TWxjn9w1k8I/AAAAAAAAAWM/oauKhWREIrw/s1600/st_andrews.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When we moved out here we decided that part of being adults, being part of a community, and living in the country was joining a church. So this is actually a picture of our church, and I just love how rural and close-knit it is. This is one of those city/country things in my opinion; when you live in the middle of nowhere you need a group of people like those in our church. So on that note I decided that I would make a banner for our church, and I finished it about a week ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Twvya2Emxo8/TWxc93r43oI/AAAAAAAAAV4/3OLu2dPV0s0/s1600/IMG_3829.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Twvya2Emxo8/TWxc93r43oI/AAAAAAAAAV4/3OLu2dPV0s0/s320/IMG_3829.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I made this using a product called "Scrap Grid" by &lt;a href="http://www.scrap-therapy.com/"&gt;Scrap Therapy&lt;/a&gt;. It's a grid on the back of some fusible interfacing that helps you put together all your little 2" squares easily. It was OK, but the maroon colored print on the grid comes off as you sew, so now my sewing machine has a pink smear on it leading up to the needle. I think in the future I'll just mark up misty-fuse or something with a sharpie to get a grid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-bjzC697RzAI/TWxdCU3ELpI/AAAAAAAAAV8/bgInXlfE1io/s1600/IMG_3830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-bjzC697RzAI/TWxdCU3ELpI/AAAAAAAAAV8/bgInXlfE1io/s320/IMG_3830.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So back on topic, I quilted this one with &lt;a href="http://freemotionquilting.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-38-flame-stitch.html"&gt;Flame Stitch&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;kind of radiating from the center. The phrase on it was a suggestion from the lady at our church in charge of banners, that way it could be used for every church season including Lent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Here's to another very productive February, a short but full month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-3970946142005437647?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/3970946142005437647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=3970946142005437647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/3970946142005437647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/3970946142005437647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/02/hazels-legacy-church-banner.html' title='Hazel&apos;s Legacy &amp; Church Banner'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9pynfJ8jcYc/TWxdP547VqI/AAAAAAAAAWE/VCAE5b5g9ZQ/s72-c/IMG_3837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-9098094967442364149</id><published>2011-02-21T22:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T22:15:22.382-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Weeknight Chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--QJJmqg6MDU/TWMu9FRgohI/AAAAAAAAAVg/hXs4PktDdT0/s1600/IMG_3806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--QJJmqg6MDU/TWMu9FRgohI/AAAAAAAAAVg/hXs4PktDdT0/s320/IMG_3806.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hello all! I kind of like these recipe things. So if you don't, I apologize. Today's recipe actually uses something that we raise: chicken! This is a great recipe for our cut up chicken. It is from the most recent Cook's Country Magazine, a magazine I continually highly recommend. Here's what you need:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1 c low-sodium chicken broth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1 1/2 tsp cornstarch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1 c white wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;4 garlic cloves, peeled and smashed (but not minced)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2 tsp minced fresh thyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3 lbs bone-in, skin-on chicken pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;salt &amp;amp; pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1 Tbsp vegetable oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2 Tbsp unsalted butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Preheat oven to 450 degrees. Whisk 2 Tbsp broth &amp;amp; cornstarch in small bowl until smooth, reserve. Combine remaining broth, wine, garlic, and thyme in large measuring cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5q2GlsvndjA/TWMuilWRCaI/AAAAAAAAAVI/sDOYOOOriWU/s1600/IMG_3800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5q2GlsvndjA/TWMuilWRCaI/AAAAAAAAAVI/sDOYOOOriWU/s320/IMG_3800.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yeah, it doesn't look pretty but it's yummy. In this case I didn't have any white wine but I cook with vermouth and sherry all the time and I had some of that, so this recipe is half a cup of each. It worked great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UmqKlva4ZoQ/TWMue2q6dDI/AAAAAAAAAVE/pjm54r1rn0U/s1600/IMG_3799.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UmqKlva4ZoQ/TWMue2q6dDI/AAAAAAAAAVE/pjm54r1rn0U/s320/IMG_3799.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Pat chicken dry with paper towels &amp;amp; season with 1/2 tsp salt &amp;amp; 1/4 tsp pepper. Heat oil in large oven-safe skillet over medium-high heat until just smoking. Cook chicken, skin side down, until well browned, 6-10 minutes (don't stir or move in this time). Flip and cook until lightly browned on second side, about two minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_GNU_vwuQrc/TWMuqdTA3HI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/HOGqb2_CwAk/s1600/IMG_3802.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_GNU_vwuQrc/TWMuqdTA3HI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/HOGqb2_CwAk/s320/IMG_3802.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Slowly pour broth mixture into skillet and bring to a boil. Try not to get the crispy deliciousness on the tops of the chicken wet with the broth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HKC_ToZL17w/TWMu0HAdzFI/AAAAAAAAAVY/WEkloH9_6fo/s1600/IMG_3804.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HKC_ToZL17w/TWMu0HAdzFI/AAAAAAAAAVY/WEkloH9_6fo/s320/IMG_3804.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Transfer skillet to oven and roast until white meat registers 160 degrees and dark meat registers 175 degrees, 12 to 18 minutes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--QJJmqg6MDU/TWMu9FRgohI/AAAAAAAAAVg/hXs4PktDdT0/s1600/IMG_3806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--QJJmqg6MDU/TWMu9FRgohI/AAAAAAAAAVg/hXs4PktDdT0/s320/IMG_3806.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Transfer chicken to platter and tent with aluminum foil. Discard garlic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sUpeB2u1V2c/TWMvCJ2vQ5I/AAAAAAAAAVk/dyV5lwLFxrA/s1600/IMG_3807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sUpeB2u1V2c/TWMvCJ2vQ5I/AAAAAAAAAVk/dyV5lwLFxrA/s320/IMG_3807.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Pour pan juices into liquid measuring cup; skim &amp;amp; discard fat. In this case I used one of our chickens, so I just kind of blotted at the top of the cup with a paper towel and called it good (skimming the fat off the top of liquids is not something I'm very good at). Return 1 1/2 cups defatted pan juices to now-empty skillet and bring to a boil over medium-high heat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rn-lb4zj2dk/TWMvFtvZRCI/AAAAAAAAAVo/wglYHmKPnas/s1600/IMG_3808.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rn-lb4zj2dk/TWMvFtvZRCI/AAAAAAAAAVo/wglYHmKPnas/s320/IMG_3808.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Reduce heat to medium low &amp;amp; simmer until sauce is reduced to 1 cup, 5-7 minutes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5t-t7NAjqwk/TWMvNaBE6CI/AAAAAAAAAVw/miQ5_9WFbkc/s1600/IMG_3810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5t-t7NAjqwk/TWMvNaBE6CI/AAAAAAAAAVw/miQ5_9WFbkc/s320/IMG_3810.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Add reserved cornstarch mixture and simmer until sauce is slightly thickened, about 2 minutes. Off heat, whisk in butter. Season with salt &amp;amp; pepper. By the way, all of this is also an excellent way to build any pan sauce. If someone requests it in the comments, I'll share with you how I build pan sauce for steak (which is really good)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Serve, passing sauce at the table.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-9098094967442364149?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/9098094967442364149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=9098094967442364149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/9098094967442364149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/9098094967442364149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/02/weeknight-chicken.html' title='Weeknight Chicken'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--QJJmqg6MDU/TWMu9FRgohI/AAAAAAAAAVg/hXs4PktDdT0/s72-c/IMG_3806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-7613244184238251284</id><published>2011-02-08T22:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T22:03:45.158-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>Braided Spiral &amp; Baby Shower quilts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quilts! Plural! It's been a productive couple of days. First, I finished my braided spiral quilt, which I hope will someday go on Hazel's "big girl" bed. It's 60" x 80" so it's the biggest quilt I've made since my wedding quilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TVIH1BgAzMI/AAAAAAAAAUk/hrRf2bJ9v7E/s1600/2011+Feb+Braided+spiral.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TVIH1BgAzMI/AAAAAAAAAUk/hrRf2bJ9v7E/s320/2011+Feb+Braided+spiral.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This fabric came from my mom's first cruise to Alaska in August 2008. I started it before I went on that same cruise with her in August 2009. So now in February 2011 it's done! It's machine quilted, and the lullaby Ryan and I sing to Hazel every night is quilted in the dark braid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TVIIjuzY68I/AAAAAAAAAU4/yZPnhIzBah4/s1600/2011+Feb+Braided+spiral+detail+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TVIIjuzY68I/AAAAAAAAAU4/yZPnhIzBah4/s320/2011+Feb+Braided+spiral+detail+1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I used the patterns &lt;a href="http://freemotionquilting.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-21-wave-chain.html"&gt;wave chain&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://freemotionquilting.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-57-curvy-key.html"&gt;curvy key&lt;/a&gt; from Leah Day's Freemotion Quilting Project. I absolutely love that blog for inspiration for freemotion quilting!! Since a friend of mine (Thanks Erin!) introduced me to it, my machine quilting has improved tenfold.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TVIIu2aXIhI/AAAAAAAAAVA/vM0OOO18ouY/s1600/2011+Feb+Braided+spiral+label.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TVIIu2aXIhI/AAAAAAAAAVA/vM0OOO18ouY/s320/2011+Feb+Braided+spiral+label.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is the label on the back, with the words to Hazel's lullaby. It's a song from my childhood &lt;a href="http://www.clearwatercamp.com/welcome.htm"&gt;camp&lt;/a&gt;, composed by some of my fellow campers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TVIIcCISqgI/AAAAAAAAAU0/VqkbUl6_otE/s1600/2011+Feb+Braided+spiral+back.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TVIIcCISqgI/AAAAAAAAAU0/VqkbUl6_otE/s320/2011+Feb+Braided+spiral+back.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is the back, I pieced it as I've been piecing quite a few of my quilt backs. I just like it when the back has a little bit of a surprise. It also saves me money not buying super wide backs to make it all one piece!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My second quilt that I finished is from Hazel's baby shower last year. The shower was on February 20th, 2010 and I finished it on February 7, 2011 so under a year is pretty darn good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TVIIU6KA4sI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Mk_O2u_9TrI/s1600/2011+Feb+baby+shower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TVIIU6KA4sI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Mk_O2u_9TrI/s320/2011+Feb+baby+shower.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This quilt is made up of 5" charm square blocks that attendees to the shower signed and added good wishes to. Then I put them together and quilted them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TVIIRaw41rI/AAAAAAAAAUs/tIk-HhpJHrY/s1600/2011+Feb+baby+shower+detail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TVIIRaw41rI/AAAAAAAAAUs/tIk-HhpJHrY/s320/2011+Feb+baby+shower+detail.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I used &lt;a href="http://freemotionquilting.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-242-heart-flow.html"&gt;heart flow&lt;/a&gt; between the signed blocks and &lt;a href="http://freemotionquilting.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-134-left-turn-right-turn.html"&gt;left turn, right turn&lt;/a&gt; to quilt the border.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Next up: Grandma Hazel's quilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TMJTKg6LXwI/AAAAAAAAAQI/uksPy5PE7-I/s1600/IMG_3221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TMJTKg6LXwI/AAAAAAAAAQI/uksPy5PE7-I/s320/IMG_3221.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If anyone who reads this pokes around on that freemotion quilting website (or just plain has input), I'd love some thoughts on how to quilt this one. It's very imprecisely pieced so I was going to cover it with an all over quilting pattern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thoughts anyone? Curvy quilting? Straight? Both? Shapes? I'm currently a bit stumped!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A productive quilter itching for the next project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-7613244184238251284?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/7613244184238251284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=7613244184238251284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/7613244184238251284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/7613244184238251284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/02/braided-spiral-baby-shower-quilts.html' title='Braided Spiral &amp; Baby Shower quilts'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TVIH1BgAzMI/AAAAAAAAAUk/hrRf2bJ9v7E/s72-c/2011+Feb+Braided+spiral.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-5763637948539404668</id><published>2011-02-05T21:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T21:34:16.637-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lambs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sustainable eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>The Lambs are Growing &amp; Scotch Barley Soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The lambs are doing what lambs do well, and growing. Ditto 9-month-old Hazel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4Qe11gXmI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Lvj-dstP6Fk/s1600/IMG_3691.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4Qe11gXmI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Lvj-dstP6Fk/s320/IMG_3691.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hazel is no longer terrified of them, and we even got her to get close to them. She still wants me really close to her when she's near them, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The little ewe is in the background, she has Barbados coloring with a Katahdin build. The little ram that I pulled out is in the foreground and has Katahdin coloring but a Barbados build.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4STdpjP8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/ldJtYMhM_HE/s1600/IMG_3702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4STdpjP8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/ldJtYMhM_HE/s320/IMG_3702.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;On another note, today I'm doing a recipe for Scotch Barley Soup! I found this recipe online and have modified it a little, supposedly it is from the Rose &amp;amp; Crown Pub at the UK Epcot. I just know that it is the absolute best recipe for ground mutton that I have found. Most recipes just don't stand up to that strong flavor, and taste too "mutton-y". If you've ever had mutton, you know what I'm talking about. It's not an easy weeknight style meal though since it has to simmer for an hour or so. It's a weekend afternoon thing for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, I realize that most people don't exactly have ground lamb or ground mutton on hand, but I'm also posting this so I can point customers to it in the future! It's very possible that ground beef would work in this soup, post a comment if you try it and let us know if it works!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Also, I think this recipe would be just fine lactose-free by changing the butter to oil and changing the milk &amp;amp; cream in the last step to broth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1 c pearl barley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1/4 c butter (4 Tbsp)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1 c combination of leeks, onions, green onions (I use whatever is in my fridge or is seasonal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1 c diced carrots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1 c diced celery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1 c diced white turnips (this is 2-3 depending on how big they are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1 lb ground lamb or ground mutton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2-3 Tbsp flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;64-128 oz chicken broth (more broth=thinner soup. I usually just use about 64 oz--2 cartons--plus whatever is open in my fridge and needs to be used up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;salt &amp;amp; pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2-3 Tbsp cornstarch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3/4 c milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3/4 c cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4R6k4vEsI/AAAAAAAAAUI/3S9QfHlIzzk/s1600/IMG_3696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4R6k4vEsI/AAAAAAAAAUI/3S9QfHlIzzk/s320/IMG_3696.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Soak the barley in boiling water for 10 minutes while you work with the other ingredients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4RsLeB2ZI/AAAAAAAAAT8/8dnYZWLXkVQ/s1600/IMG_3693.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4RsLeB2ZI/AAAAAAAAAT8/8dnYZWLXkVQ/s320/IMG_3693.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Chop the veggies into bite-sizes pieces. I thought I'd mention here that if you get turnips from the grocery store instead of the farmer's market, it comes with a wax coating so you have to skin the turnip with your knife.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4RpVOkNbI/AAAAAAAAAT4/jGwk6FET75E/s1600/IMG_3692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4RpVOkNbI/AAAAAAAAAT4/jGwk6FET75E/s320/IMG_3692.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Saute the leeks/onions/white part of green onions in butter in Dutch oven for 5 minutes. Add the carrots, celery, turnips &amp;amp; cook for 10 minutes. Throw in the green parts of the green onions now if you're using them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4R2sj_j3I/AAAAAAAAAUE/eOhlRRYLPOE/s1600/IMG_3695.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4R2sj_j3I/AAAAAAAAAUE/eOhlRRYLPOE/s320/IMG_3695.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Add meat to veggies &amp;amp; cook until lightly browned. Sprinkle flour over meat to absorb fat. Drain barley and rinse with cold water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4SJyV-JbI/AAAAAAAAAUY/pclAOeJK0Ow/s1600/IMG_3700.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4SJyV-JbI/AAAAAAAAAUY/pclAOeJK0Ow/s320/IMG_3700.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Add barley and 1 c broth to meat &amp;amp; veggies. Cover and let steam over low heat 10 minutes. Add remaining broth and bring to a boil. Reduce heat and simmer 1-1.5 hrs or until barley is tender.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4SGpmcYBI/AAAAAAAAAUU/nJNzcR5XPlw/s1600/IMG_3699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4SGpmcYBI/AAAAAAAAAUU/nJNzcR5XPlw/s320/IMG_3699.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Take soup off heat. Blend cornstarch, cream, and milk and then stir into soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4SO8-CF1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/QLky5ZAFH-I/s1600/IMG_3701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4SO8-CF1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/QLky5ZAFH-I/s320/IMG_3701.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Add salt &amp;amp; pepper to taste.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4STdpjP8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/ldJtYMhM_HE/s1600/IMG_3702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4STdpjP8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/ldJtYMhM_HE/s320/IMG_3702.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And you're done! This soup freezes really well, but usually Ryan and I just eat it as leftovers for a few days. Between the two of us, it lasts for about 4 meals each total (including the fresh soup).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-5763637948539404668?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/5763637948539404668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=5763637948539404668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5763637948539404668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5763637948539404668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/02/lambs-are-growing-scotch-barley-soup.html' title='The Lambs are Growing &amp; Scotch Barley Soup'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TU4Qe11gXmI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Lvj-dstP6Fk/s72-c/IMG_3691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-7401181715321594808</id><published>2011-01-25T22:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T22:01:58.281-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sustainable eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Adorable Appreciation &amp; Omelettes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;One of our customers calls us periodically to come pick up eggs, and she came out to the farm yesterday. Not only did she brave our 2 miles of icy gravel roads, she brought us an adorable thank-you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-SonyKGhI/AAAAAAAAATA/z2-MlH5C8vw/s1600/IMG_3674.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-SonyKGhI/AAAAAAAAATA/z2-MlH5C8vw/s320/IMG_3674.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I guess my point here is that if there's someone in your life that you appreciate, don't forget to thank them! It means a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So I also thought I'd post a recipe for something we actually raise here on the farm: omelettes! No, we don't raise omelettes (that would be cool), but we have some super tasty eggs. Tasty enough that people will brave 2 miles of icy roads for 5 dozen of them. But anyway, back to the recipe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-TxwkLStI/AAAAAAAAATs/X7m74PbjsVQ/s1600/IMG_3687.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-TxwkLStI/AAAAAAAAATs/X7m74PbjsVQ/s320/IMG_3687.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I know an omelette is a simple food, but it's what we had for dinner, is delicious, is super fast, and is easy. It's also great for a lot of the random leftovers in the fridge! The ingredients are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-TGmEn7sI/AAAAAAAAATE/gQlIabjM3ck/s1600/IMG_3676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-TGmEn7sI/AAAAAAAAATE/gQlIabjM3ck/s320/IMG_3676.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;eggs (I like 2-3. I make mine with 2 and Ryan's with 3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;milk (just a splash)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;salt &amp;amp; pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;fillings (mine are green onions, provolone cheese, and summer sausage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-TKO-7dTI/AAAAAAAAATI/WjYaB3YyFVc/s1600/IMG_3677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-TKO-7dTI/AAAAAAAAATI/WjYaB3YyFVc/s320/IMG_3677.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;First, throw a splash of milk in a bowl. You might even be able to skip this, but I always add it. I'm talking about maybe 1 tablespoon or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-TPSD5XxI/AAAAAAAAATM/FJSXXniKPNM/s1600/IMG_3679.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-TPSD5XxI/AAAAAAAAATM/FJSXXniKPNM/s320/IMG_3679.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Add the eggs, salt, and pepper. If you're using green onions or something else that is spice-like, add it now. Paprika works well here, or really anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-TT5UquPI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ni30sbt6Oic/s1600/IMG_3680.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-TT5UquPI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ni30sbt6Oic/s320/IMG_3680.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whisk well. You actually want it both well-combined and to add a touch of air into it to make the omelette fluffy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-TbypWCtI/AAAAAAAAATY/ua4ij-8C1wA/s1600/IMG_3682.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-TbypWCtI/AAAAAAAAATY/ua4ij-8C1wA/s320/IMG_3682.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Butter a medium nonstick skillet over low-med heat (yes, this picture is terrible. I apparently can't take pictures with my left hand while buttering a skillet with my right). You could probably use oil here if you want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-Tfu8lgoI/AAAAAAAAATc/sBZBp2Uxyak/s1600/IMG_3683.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-Tfu8lgoI/AAAAAAAAATc/sBZBp2Uxyak/s320/IMG_3683.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Pour in the egg mixture and cover. This will need to cook for about 2 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-Tjx3QYSI/AAAAAAAAATg/G6_XWHffZ1s/s1600/IMG_3684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-Tjx3QYSI/AAAAAAAAATg/G6_XWHffZ1s/s320/IMG_3684.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Your omelette is ready for fillings when it looks like this: just set around the edges, and a little soupy in the middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-ToJuNj4I/AAAAAAAAATk/TyvoIn9OI1I/s1600/IMG_3685.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-ToJuNj4I/AAAAAAAAATk/TyvoIn9OI1I/s320/IMG_3685.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Add your fillings. This is a good place for last night's taco meat, that tiny bit of cheddar in your fridge drawer, etc. Put it in half of the pan and run your spatula all the way around the edge of the omelette to loosen from the pan. Then slide the spatula under the half without the filling and flip it on top of the filling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-Ts1ndb1I/AAAAAAAAATo/LkIjPHyKHt0/s1600/IMG_3686.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-Ts1ndb1I/AAAAAAAAATo/LkIjPHyKHt0/s320/IMG_3686.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If you make a mess of this the first couple of times, that's ok! It will still taste good. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-7401181715321594808?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/7401181715321594808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=7401181715321594808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/7401181715321594808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/7401181715321594808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/01/adorable-appreciation-omelettes.html' title='Adorable Appreciation &amp; Omelettes'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TT-SonyKGhI/AAAAAAAAATA/z2-MlH5C8vw/s72-c/IMG_3674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-3728660558574893118</id><published>2011-01-22T21:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T21:33:20.489-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lambs'/><title type='text'>Smaller Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So I got one of those&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/12/maw-cows-are-out.html"&gt;Phone calls&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;this evening as I was eating the freshly prepared dinner and waiting for Ryan to come in from choring.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;He tells me he's having trouble with lambing and he's got a ewe who's exhausted and there's one lamb's leg in the process of being born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I feel for the poor gal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, Ryan's hands are too big to assist this poor ewe, so I put Hazel in her crib with some toys and I head out there to assist. This lamb has just one hind leg out and the other leg is still all folded up. I get the other leg out there and we discover that the lamb is still alive! (We didn't expect that). So I have now delivered my first lamb.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Warning, the picture is... a little gooey....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TTufqjdMDDI/AAAAAAAAAS4/_vXbZpLrfSI/s1600/IMG_3662.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TTufqjdMDDI/AAAAAAAAAS4/_vXbZpLrfSI/s320/IMG_3662.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We brought them in to give their exhausted mother a chance to recuperate, so now I have two bleating lambs in my living room.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TTugXnnyKwI/AAAAAAAAAS8/SxukxmL7Ck0/s1600/IMG_3663.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TTugXnnyKwI/AAAAAAAAAS8/SxukxmL7Ck0/s320/IMG_3663.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hazel is terrified of them. It could be a long night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-3728660558574893118?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/3728660558574893118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=3728660558574893118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/3728660558574893118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/3728660558574893118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/01/smaller-hands.html' title='Smaller Hands'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TTufqjdMDDI/AAAAAAAAAS4/_vXbZpLrfSI/s72-c/IMG_3662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-2153045581545777653</id><published>2011-01-20T21:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T21:15:23.233-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city kid comparisons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Pride &amp; It's Cold Outside!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks to everyone who sent me a personal note of affirmation. I really appreciate those! There was one common thread in what people said to me; all of them told me how proud of us they are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;How proud they are of what we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;How proud that we're out here sticking it out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And they're right. What we do is worthy of pride. So that's the answer to "Why do we farm?" The answer is "We farm because we are proud of what we do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Incidentally, I looked up pride on Merriam Webster and it reminded me that a group of lions are a pride. Perhaps our family is a group of lions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As a follow up to the last post, I wanted to show you what Ryan did to his farmagon. He got his drafting supplies out from college and redrew it. Note also the location of honor it has in our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TTj0fCZWZfI/AAAAAAAAASY/YcGh_l8MYZQ/s1600/IMG_3633.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TTj0fCZWZfI/AAAAAAAAASY/YcGh_l8MYZQ/s320/IMG_3633.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So I'm also writing this on what will probably be the coldest day of the year. Because of that, we need a "how Ryan gets ready to do chores" post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Step one: Put on long johns. No picture for this one because, well, because.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Step two: After donning jeans (See&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-makes-country-man.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;item 1) and a sweatshirt, put on your coat liner and tell your wife with the camera she's being silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TTj0kK5d5nI/AAAAAAAAASc/ymGGf6V8Ueo/s1600/IMG_3625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TTj0kK5d5nI/AAAAAAAAASc/ymGGf6V8Ueo/s320/IMG_3625.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Step 3: Put on a puffy vest, having chosen the "least stupid-looking" vest of the three that came out of Grandpa's closet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TTj0o4t4yfI/AAAAAAAAASg/6WcHrpIkqVI/s1600/IMG_3626.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TTj0o4t4yfI/AAAAAAAAASg/6WcHrpIkqVI/s320/IMG_3626.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Step 4: The Carhartts. Yes, these are deeply important. They are not just insulated overalls with a tear in them I've repaired twice. They are an important part of farmerhood. Yes, I made that word up. But it's true. It's one of those things that makes one a &lt;i&gt;FARMER&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;instead of just a farmer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'll note that they're navy blue because the traditional Carhartt color, s#!&amp;amp; brown (for a reason.. think about it) was just plain too ugly for this former city boy. I'm with him on this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TTj0teqBncI/AAAAAAAAASk/WT9q1Q9rTOQ/s1600/IMG_3627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TTj0teqBncI/AAAAAAAAASk/WT9q1Q9rTOQ/s320/IMG_3627.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Step 5: Put on the coat shell and the boots. All told, about a 20 minute process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TTj11QB7bcI/AAAAAAAAAS0/w3qWiZmxaJI/s1600/IMG_3629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TTj11QB7bcI/AAAAAAAAAS0/w3qWiZmxaJI/s320/IMG_3629.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It actually just occurred to me that we didn't purchase hardly anything this man is wearing other than the jeans. God bless mothers, mother-in-laws, grandmas, and grandpas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I take that back. I bought him the wool socks. And he bought the hat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TTj069RJQtI/AAAAAAAAASw/51pIUE6W9-w/s1600/IMG_3630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TTj069RJQtI/AAAAAAAAASw/51pIUE6W9-w/s320/IMG_3630.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's so people can see him during deer season.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-2153045581545777653?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/2153045581545777653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=2153045581545777653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/2153045581545777653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/2153045581545777653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/01/pride-its-cold-outside.html' title='Pride &amp; It&apos;s Cold Outside!'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TTj0fCZWZfI/AAAAAAAAASY/YcGh_l8MYZQ/s72-c/IMG_3633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-435602363927487323</id><published>2011-01-07T22:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T22:34:11.337-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conferences'/><title type='text'>Conference Season Again &amp; Farmagons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's farm conference season again, and today was the one for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.practicalfarmers.org/"&gt;Practical Farmers of Iowa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;. This is normally my favorite conference and is an affirmation of why we do what we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is fair warning that I'm really going to treat my blog as a diary today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I don't feel that way after going today. Yes, it was fun. Yes, it was great networking. But I usually come home after one of these things and say, "Ok, what we do is hard, but it's worth it and there's a whole bunch of people rooting for us and doing this journey too." And farming is hard. Really hard. I almost never see my husband. I seldom sit on the couch with him after our daughter's in bed and watch a movie or even just discuss the day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I still feel like farming is worth it and people are there to help us, but the positive energy is just missing. Ryan works so so very hard all the time, and I feel like it's wearing him out. There's not always enough "we" on this team, and that's how I feel after today. Not because he's not doing his part, but because I don't do enough to help him manage his workload. Yes, I make the money. But I could do that if he didn't farm and he could put his energy into our family instead of a bunch of sheep that just die (we lost two lambs this morning and another one tonight).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We did a planning exercise in a session today. It started with us figuring out what we valued most from a whole long list of options. We had to pick our top 20, then our top 7, then the top 3, then the top 1. We both agreed that family was our number one value. Then we drew "Farmagons" where we made a picture of our farm in 5 years. Here's Ryan's Farmagon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSfkGiXJjxI/AAAAAAAAASI/72JThbKskAA/s1600/IMG_3619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSfkGiXJjxI/AAAAAAAAASI/72JThbKskAA/s320/IMG_3619.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I have to say I just love his drawing of a cow in the bottom right; it's recognizably a Belted Galloway. The map on the left part of the farmagon is one he's been sketching on every scrap piece of paper in our house for the last 6 months. But this was insightful to me because around the sides of the farmagon you see notes about his capital expense goals for the next five years (one year per side). All of everything is in 2011 and a little bit of 2012. I think this is where we're getting burnout because there's no pacing. It's all crammed up to NOW with this ethereal expectation that some of it will drift into LATER.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Here's my farmagon (we did this exercise without looking at one another's work):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSfkKpUQx0I/AAAAAAAAASM/sUmNhsonQao/s1600/IMG_3620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSfkKpUQx0I/AAAAAAAAASM/sUmNhsonQao/s320/IMG_3620.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This was surprising to me because it makes my worldview seem so small. I didn't include any pastures or even very much truly "farm-related" in my vision, except that our shop is a functional retail space (the cars I drew are customer cars, not ours). This makes some level of sense because marketing is my bailiwick and while Ryan farms I watch our daughter, but it still makes me feel sad. I can't even articulate well why it makes me sad. Guilt that I'm not more involved in production? Feeling like my best contribution to this vision is having babies? The only capital expenses I could even think of were big expenses to the house and when we'd have babies. Maybe I'd feel better about this if I didn't feel like it just demands more from my partner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I hate to quit things. I feel like if we quit people would whisper behind our backs "Oh, those Marquardts just couldn't hack it farming." Ryan's grandfather will have been right not to work with us. We will let down our customers who have begun to rely on us for their meats and eggs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But are these really reasons to keep going?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Why do we farm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'd certainly welcome comments from any readers who stuck with me this far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-435602363927487323?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/435602363927487323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=435602363927487323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/435602363927487323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/435602363927487323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/01/conference-season-again-farmagons.html' title='Conference Season Again &amp; Farmagons'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSfkGiXJjxI/AAAAAAAAASI/72JThbKskAA/s72-c/IMG_3619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-5081552866503306575</id><published>2011-01-05T22:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T21:33:57.069-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Winter Sunset &amp; Oatmeal Raisin Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSU46Qp701I/AAAAAAAAARk/_xjos5CqPEU/s1600/IMG_3605.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSU46Qp701I/AAAAAAAAARk/_xjos5CqPEU/s400/IMG_3605.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I love winter sunsets. We had a particularly beautiful one this evening, all soft and blended and bright. Have you ever noticed that some sunsets blend from red at the sun to yellow by the sky and then they somehow magically turn to blue sky without ever going green? This sunset was the other kind where it is yellow at the sun and then red and purple to blue. It's the kind of sunset I used to paint when I was a 10-year-old messing around with acrylics. I never did figure out how to blend from yellow to blue by using just the right shade of brown without it looking green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So tonight after dinner I got a hankering to bake. Since this is a blog about food and about me (and I like to cook), I decided to share this one. I realize there is nothing local or sustainable about this recipe (although you can use steel cut oats grown locally instead of the Quaker oats, which I did), but it's yummy and well loved. It's also lower fat because it doesn't use as much butter. If you love this kind of post let me know, but if you don't want to read about this stuff let me know too and I'll find something else to post about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago Ryan thought he saw dark chocolate chips on sale. He was excited and bought them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSU5KAaRlBI/AAAAAAAAAR8/vS6RvghO0fY/s1600/IMG_3612.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSU5KAaRlBI/AAAAAAAAAR8/vS6RvghO0fY/s320/IMG_3612.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;They aren't dark chocolate chips. They're cinnamon and they're very strong. Not for the faint of heart. So I mentioned that I could use a few up in my oatmeal raisin cookie recipe and they really did work pretty well! I skipped the cinnamon called for in the recipe and instead melted some of the chips (about 1 Tbsp?) into the oatmeal. Then I threw in about 1/4 c of chips at the end in the place of some of the raisins. I also substituted craisins for about half of the whole raisins in the recipe (again, in the cupboard to be used up). This recipe comes from my absolute favorite magazine Cook's Country, February 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSU4_hX4rcI/AAAAAAAAARs/1uMrfYbVQfU/s1600/IMG_3608.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSU4_hX4rcI/AAAAAAAAARs/1uMrfYbVQfU/s320/IMG_3608.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1 c raisins, 1/2 c chopped fine &amp;amp; 1/2 c left whole&lt;br /&gt;3/4 c water&lt;br /&gt;6 Tbsp butter&lt;br /&gt;1 3/4 c old fashioned oats (Quaker quick oats or steel cut oats or a mix work fine)&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 tsp cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1 c flour&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 c light brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 large egg&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat oven to 350 degrees, line 2 baking sheets with parchment paper. Combine chopped raisins and water in saucepan and bring to boil over medium-high heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSU5B1H9yzI/AAAAAAAAARw/Dr5TZ1Dogx0/s1600/IMG_3609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSU5B1H9yzI/AAAAAAAAARw/Dr5TZ1Dogx0/s320/IMG_3609.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Reduce heat &amp;amp; simmer until water has evaporated &amp;amp; raisins are plump, about 15 minutes, let cool. Wipe out saucepan (or get another skillet) and melt butter over medium heat. Cook oats, stirring constantly, until just golden, about 5 minutes. Stir in cinnamon &amp;amp; cook until fragrant, about 30 seconds, let cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSU5E2WQLVI/AAAAAAAAAR0/eJsLkSqqmqk/s1600/IMG_3610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSU5E2WQLVI/AAAAAAAAAR0/eJsLkSqqmqk/s320/IMG_3610.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Combine flour, baking powder, baking soda, and salt in bowl. In large bowl, whisk sugar, egg, and vanilla until smooth. Stir in whole &amp;amp; plumped raisins, oat mixture, and flour mixture until just combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSU5H1u7A_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/rJVMS_Jmj6Q/s1600/IMG_3611.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSU5H1u7A_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/rJVMS_Jmj6Q/s320/IMG_3611.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Roll 2 Tbsp dough into 1 1/2" balls and place 2 inches apart on prepared baking sheets. Gently press balls with measuring cup until 1/2" thick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSU5NHO-U4I/AAAAAAAAASA/CWnmQTjs9TY/s1600/IMG_3613.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSU5NHO-U4I/AAAAAAAAASA/CWnmQTjs9TY/s320/IMG_3613.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bake cookies until edges are light golden &amp;amp; centers are just set, 13 to 16 minutes, switching &amp;amp; rotating baking sheets halfway through baking. Cool 10 minutes on sheets, then transfer to wire rack. Serve warm or at room temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSU5RkOraiI/AAAAAAAAASE/T9MWB8kom9I/s1600/IMG_3618.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSU5RkOraiI/AAAAAAAAASE/T9MWB8kom9I/s320/IMG_3618.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-5081552866503306575?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/5081552866503306575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=5081552866503306575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5081552866503306575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5081552866503306575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2011/01/winter-sunset-oatmeal-raisin-cookies.html' title='Winter Sunset &amp; Oatmeal Raisin Cookies'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TSU46Qp701I/AAAAAAAAARk/_xjos5CqPEU/s72-c/IMG_3605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-6571261740046814537</id><published>2010-12-31T18:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T18:38:47.638-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>End of 2010 and our Farm Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I wasn't going to put up a Christmas tree. Hazel's too young to understand it, and she and I went to visit her great-grandparents over Christmas anyway. But some time toward the beginning of the month, Ryan decided we needed a tree. So what do you think he did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TR51lOxhPqI/AAAAAAAAARc/QOfEaM__dAA/s1600/IMG_3394.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TR51lOxhPqI/AAAAAAAAARc/QOfEaM__dAA/s320/IMG_3394.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If you know him, you guessed it. He went out to the scrubby timber behind our house, and found us a gangly female cedar tree. I have to say, the minute I saw it I loved it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TR52Xv89jRI/AAAAAAAAARg/OQXQyxrrcSk/s1600/IMG_3395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TR52Xv89jRI/AAAAAAAAARg/OQXQyxrrcSk/s320/IMG_3395.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's scrawny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's gangly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It has about 2 ornaments per branch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It was free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And it's great.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We may never spend $40 or even $25 on a Christmas tree again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Just add this to that list of things that are kind of fun about owning 40 acres with scrubby unkempt timber in the middle of nowhere. Weeds become Christmas trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Happy New Year everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_358094066"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_358094067"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-6571261740046814537?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/6571261740046814537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=6571261740046814537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6571261740046814537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6571261740046814537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/12/end-of-2010-and-our-farm-christmas-tree.html' title='End of 2010 and our Farm Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TR51lOxhPqI/AAAAAAAAARc/QOfEaM__dAA/s72-c/IMG_3394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-6294050882386213075</id><published>2010-12-09T22:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T22:40:16.947-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Local, Organic food is too expensive...right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Fair warning: I'm in the mood to rant again. I just saw one of the Iowa Minute commercials sponsored by Farm Bureau on the evening news about food pantries and the affordability of food. I really dislike those commercials. But anyway, it talks about people who are unemployed using food pantries more and how Iowan conventional farmers are growing cheaper food for the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Putting that whole argument aside, I just wanted to say something about how the food this farm grows is so expensive. It's true, we know that we cost more than the grocery store. I also know that we calculate a reasonable profit margin &lt;i&gt;without&lt;/i&gt; any labor rate. But here's the real point I'm trying to make:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Local food can be available for barter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I know there are people using our local food pantry, and we donate our small eggs to our local pantry for those people. However, I think people who were willing to come barter with their local farmers for food would be surprised how flexible we are. If you're an out of work accountant, offer to help us with our books. If you're an unemployed welder, I'm sure we can find &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; for you to weld around here! Even just offering babysitting at the going rate in exchange for that value in product could probably be arranged. I know I am blessed to still have my in-town job and certainly hope that continues to be the case. And I'm grateful for our core customers, who understand why we charge what we charge for food. I just want to say sometimes the out-of-the-norm thinking can benefit everyone involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-6294050882386213075?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/6294050882386213075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=6294050882386213075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6294050882386213075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6294050882386213075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/12/local-organic-food-is-too.html' title='Local, Organic food is too expensive...right?'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-4493895825451566546</id><published>2010-12-04T22:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T22:27:38.340-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city kid comparisons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Maw, the Cows are Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;City people don't get calls like I get at work in the middle of the afternoon. When you live in a city, your husband calls you at work and says things like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"Can you pick up some milk on the way home?" or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"I think a light burnt out in the kitchen today" or even (if you're really lucky)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"What do you want for dinner tonight?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But no, I live in the country. And my husband is full-time stay-at-home-dad as well as full-time farmer. I get calls like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"The truck died. I'm 3.5 hours away from you and have a full trailer full of just-processed frozen chickens."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TPsSKGldXNI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fA6lBfSFxlU/s1600/F150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TPsSKGldXNI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fA6lBfSFxlU/s320/F150.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"I never did get around to chainsawing today because there are 3 fire trucks here from my unplanned prairie burn"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2009/03/unintended-prairie-burn-and-crocus.html"&gt;2008 Unplanned prairie burn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;or this last Friday at 3:30 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"Everything got out. Cows and sheep, and I can't get them back in. I need more manpower!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;At that last one, echoing in my ears I heard with a nice hillbilly drawl, "Maw, the cows're out."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TPsTSsffg8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/3UOx7zQKI3I/s1600/IMG_3388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TPsTSsffg8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/3UOx7zQKI3I/s320/IMG_3388.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This isn't our land, by the way. This is our neighbor's land.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TPsTikgiQ6I/AAAAAAAAARA/8vAjxXfyl_I/s1600/IMG_3387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TPsTikgiQ6I/AAAAAAAAARA/8vAjxXfyl_I/s320/IMG_3387.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Did I mention it was freezing cold out?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is what they did to the portable netting when they got out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TPsTzMWT-PI/AAAAAAAAARE/VaJM8dxq6DU/s1600/IMG_3389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TPsTzMWT-PI/AAAAAAAAARE/VaJM8dxq6DU/s320/IMG_3389.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;They snapped the support post. Sigh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I keep thinking that after a few years, I won't get these phone calls at work anymore, but I'm beginning to think they are just part of the deal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'm still glad he calls me when he needs help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-4493895825451566546?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/4493895825451566546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=4493895825451566546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/4493895825451566546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/4493895825451566546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/12/maw-cows-are-out.html' title='Maw, the Cows are Out'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TPsSKGldXNI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fA6lBfSFxlU/s72-c/F150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-4729160921101567298</id><published>2010-11-20T16:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T16:43:50.335-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city kid comparisons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>What makes a Country Man?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I was listening to a country music radio station today (yes, I do that sometimes) and the song Country Man by Luke Bryan came on. One of the lyrics lines says "I can wrestle hogs &amp;amp; gators with my two bare hands," and it got me to thinking. I know a few country men, and none of them wrestle hogs or gators. I've had the privilege of watching Ryan turn into a country man in the last couple of years, and so I have my own definitions. Ryan went from this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TOhFDZOCk0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/akhpBlq9rys/s1600/Shelter+6-10-08+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TOhFDZOCk0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/akhpBlq9rys/s320/Shelter+6-10-08+2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;To this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TOhFG6YmE8I/AAAAAAAAAQw/sKzLT9kE3Gk/s1600/2010+loading+chickens.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TOhFG6YmE8I/AAAAAAAAAQw/sKzLT9kE3Gk/s320/2010+loading+chickens.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;in three years. Now, it's subtle I know. But there are some major differences in these two men. These pictures were taken at the same time of year. So here's what would make a Country Man if I were the type to write song lyrics about being a Country Man (but I'm not).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A Country Man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1. Wears jeans. Always. To almost everything, except church. A country man is uncomfortable in anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2. Comes back from a trip to Target in the middle of a weekday grumpy because there are "too many people."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3. Can't be picked out of the crowd at a farm estate auction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;4. Walks funny on concrete. (This is the one that always strikes me when we go somewhere like the state fair. Ryan walks on concrete like he expects it to roll under him like his pasture, and then it's like his feet are surprised when it's totally completely flat.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;5. Swears at his livestock at the top of his lungs. Ryan's proficient at this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;6. Leaves little bits of grass and seeds all over the house as they fall off his jeans. See #1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;7. Has firm shoulders. mmm, mmm, but I like this one. Oh, sorry. I'll move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;8. Can back his livestock trailer into its parking spot. Not just the skill level in getting it into a specific spot, but the fact that it has one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;9. Has a pair of shoes just for going out into public in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;10. Could carry around a tape recorder with the message "Sorry I'm late, chores took me longer than expected" ready to go for every occasion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I admit, I do love my country man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TOhOv9lcX_I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/OChI-KKKWqA/s1600/IMG_3164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TOhOv9lcX_I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/OChI-KKKWqA/s320/IMG_3164.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-4729160921101567298?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/4729160921101567298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=4729160921101567298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/4729160921101567298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/4729160921101567298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-makes-country-man.html' title='What makes a Country Man?'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TOhFDZOCk0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/akhpBlq9rys/s72-c/Shelter+6-10-08+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-6366526544512487931</id><published>2010-11-13T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T22:24:01.651-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nermal'/><title type='text'>Lullaby quilt &amp; the Stuff that makes a Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TN9e5WSoIcI/AAAAAAAAAQY/hEQijExvuMw/s1600/IMG_3250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TN9e5WSoIcI/AAAAAAAAAQY/hEQijExvuMw/s320/IMG_3250.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The turkeys are all done now, and just in time! We had a nasty rainy couple of days and wind from the northeast (our least sheltered direction). A fellow farmer friend of ours lost a bunch of her turkeys last night, and Ryan commented that we got done on the right day. Now it's just a few short days to Thanksgiving and we can settle into winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TN9bs0BCOaI/AAAAAAAAAQM/GP5j8kokBuA/s1600/2010_Nov_lullaby.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TN9bs0BCOaI/AAAAAAAAAQM/GP5j8kokBuA/s320/2010_Nov_lullaby.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I finally finished another quilt, this one is a blue version of a green one I made for my niece about a year ago. I hand quilted this one with an all over design that is the sheet music for Brahms' Lullaby.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TN9dEumcGgI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/-aSeURyrgxw/s1600/2010_Nov_lullaby_detail.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TN9dEumcGgI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/-aSeURyrgxw/s320/2010_Nov_lullaby_detail.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I do like the design idea, but again I continue to quilt complicated all over designs on top of non-wholecloth quilts. I should just save those designs for less complicated patterned quilts. Someday I'll learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TN9de20uzxI/AAAAAAAAAQU/RyzUAbZhpo8/s1600/2010_Nov_lullaby_back.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TN9de20uzxI/AAAAAAAAAQU/RyzUAbZhpo8/s320/2010_Nov_lullaby_back.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So tonight I went to do a load of laundry and our dryer was making a funny noise. It was heating, but not spinning. Ryan immediately surmised it had lost a belt (Mr. Fixit) and we googled it for confirmation. So we pulled out our "tools" in the house together, and took the top off the dryer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TN9guyvMLvI/AAAAAAAAAQc/OIOnzcvWPAc/s1600/IMG_3308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TN9guyvMLvI/AAAAAAAAAQc/OIOnzcvWPAc/s320/IMG_3308.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is a wrench set Ryan used to have in his very first car. Even though we have all kinds of tools from Ryan's grandfather, this is what he grabbed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TN9hygVPD1I/AAAAAAAAAQg/AATRyxrxLBc/s1600/IMG_3305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TN9hygVPD1I/AAAAAAAAAQg/AATRyxrxLBc/s320/IMG_3305.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So as we're pulling wads of lint out of the dryer, Ryan comments that this is what it's like to be an old married couple. We spend Saturday night pulling lint, both ours and someone else's (we bought the dryer used for about $50), out of a dead dryer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TN9ilIHwuyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/N55s4R_-wno/s1600/IMG_3306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TN9ilIHwuyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/N55s4R_-wno/s320/IMG_3306.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I told him these are the things that make a marriage. And they are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TN9i9sEgRdI/AAAAAAAAAQo/KFhBI1pMJ08/s1600/IMG_3307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TN9i9sEgRdI/AAAAAAAAAQo/KFhBI1pMJ08/s320/IMG_3307.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Meanwhile, Nermal enjoyed playing with the broken dryer belt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;He's helping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-6366526544512487931?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/6366526544512487931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=6366526544512487931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6366526544512487931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6366526544512487931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/11/lullaby-quilt-stuff-that-makes-marriage.html' title='Lullaby quilt &amp; the Stuff that makes a Marriage'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TN9e5WSoIcI/AAAAAAAAAQY/hEQijExvuMw/s72-c/IMG_3250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-458420518854416649</id><published>2010-10-22T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T22:29:43.450-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fire'/><title type='text'>Keep to the forest, stay out of the trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ryan's working on fencing still, and in this case it involves clearing some trees. I think he's learned a few things from the &lt;a href="http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2009/03/unintended-prairie-burn-and-crocus.html"&gt;last time&lt;/a&gt; he tried to burn a pile of timber, so this time he hooked up the hose first. And he watched the fires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TMJKyYxLsOI/AAAAAAAAAPw/0t7iAewv5ys/s1600/IMG_3212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TMJKyYxLsOI/AAAAAAAAAPw/0t7iAewv5ys/s320/IMG_3212.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Of course, he still had a few going at once. I saw three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TMJNAUN3PWI/AAAAAAAAAP0/WCMhICYFQoo/s1600/IMG_3209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TMJNAUN3PWI/AAAAAAAAAP0/WCMhICYFQoo/s320/IMG_3209.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When he came inside later he told me there were seven.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TMJNYnYe6kI/AAAAAAAAAP4/23hdw8K9P9s/s1600/IMG_3211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TMJNYnYe6kI/AAAAAAAAAP4/23hdw8K9P9s/s320/IMG_3211.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ryan also went to visit his grandmother last week (she lives about an hour's drive away), and she gave him her mother-in-law's leftover quilting fabric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TMJN68ZlmPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/AUc-yZ2rzfU/s1600/IMG_3216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TMJN68ZlmPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/AUc-yZ2rzfU/s320/IMG_3216.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is Ryan's great grandmother, Hazel's namesake. There's actually an almost-finished quilt here. It's even a pattern I thought about making some day. I think I'm going to finish it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Here's the thing: all of this fabric is amazingly ugly. Deliciously ugly, even.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TMJRF7n5MCI/AAAAAAAAAQE/2Jb_N4VKgSw/s1600/IMG_3219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TMJRF7n5MCI/AAAAAAAAAQE/2Jb_N4VKgSw/s320/IMG_3219.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As I unpacked it I was talking to my mom and telling her how ugly the fabric was. So she asked me why I want to finish this quilt. I never knew this woman. But she was important enough in my husband's world that I named my daughter after her. And she's the only quilter in either of our families (in the direct lines anyway); I feel a connection to her. So I laid out the quilt to take a look at it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TMJPcTCVqAI/AAAAAAAAAQA/P2Z0JXPBXEM/s1600/IMG_3220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TMJPcTCVqAI/AAAAAAAAAQA/P2Z0JXPBXEM/s320/IMG_3220.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Then Ryan, beer in hand after coming in from burning the piles, mentioned that the quilt isn't so bad as a whole. He told me not to focus on the individual, ugly fabrics; focus on the overall picture. I also admit it's already growing on me. Even the individual fabrics don't seem as ugly to me as when I first unpacked them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TMJTKg6LXwI/AAAAAAAAAQI/uksPy5PE7-I/s1600/IMG_3221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TMJTKg6LXwI/AAAAAAAAAQI/uksPy5PE7-I/s320/IMG_3221.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Someday if I leave a half-finished quilt behind, even an ugly one, I hope my great granddaughter-in-law picks it up and finishes it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-458420518854416649?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/458420518854416649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=458420518854416649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/458420518854416649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/458420518854416649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/10/keep-to-forest-stay-out-of-trees.html' title='Keep to the forest, stay out of the trees'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TMJKyYxLsOI/AAAAAAAAAPw/0t7iAewv5ys/s72-c/IMG_3212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-5895648058590121107</id><published>2010-10-10T21:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T21:10:20.280-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farming'/><title type='text'>Mother Nature is Naked</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Warning: this post is likely to be preachy! I'm in that kind of a mood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Mother Nature is naked. I love the fall, but I do kind of hate this time of year because it's harvest season. I just think that all that dark bare earth seems wrong. Last Wednesday they combined the soybean field across the road, and this is what our living room light looked like that same evening:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TLJwML7v6uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/nSMM4yQ8IO8/s1600/IMG_3171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TLJwML7v6uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/nSMM4yQ8IO8/s320/IMG_3171.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;All those little black spots are the Asian Ladybeetles. As I think I've mentioned before on this blog, the little bastards were created to control some other soybean pest and now are a pest themselves. Stupid bugs. They've invaded our farm now and nothing eats them. Nothing! I'm sure they taste terrible because they do smell terrible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, our farm is still very green, and it seems like a shame to strip the earth every fall of her protective cover. How much topsoil do we lose this way!? I know, the scientists have calculated it, but it still seems to me like they shouldn't have to get out there with rulers to realize that stripping the earth bare is a bad idea.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;For anyone who is interested, we have had about 2 weeks without any rain, but our yard is still a swamp. It's a new ecosystem! Last week, I actually saw a woodpecker land on the stalk of one of our swamp plants and peck at it for bugs. That's how big the things are! I didn't have my camera anywhere nearby, so I didn't get a picture. You'll just have to trust me on this one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-5895648058590121107?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/5895648058590121107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=5895648058590121107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5895648058590121107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5895648058590121107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/10/mother-nature-is-naked.html' title='Mother Nature is Naked'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TLJwML7v6uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/nSMM4yQ8IO8/s72-c/IMG_3171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-2165703815594807298</id><published>2010-09-26T21:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T21:09:26.259-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fruit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sustainable eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Quilt Step Three &amp; Applesauce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TJ_3L1QclxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/wa6rwS0MvXM/s1600/IMG_3148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TJ_3L1QclxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/wa6rwS0MvXM/s320/IMG_3148.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is the third step in a quilt design for me: drawing it on graph paper to scale. Although I admit, I have been known to whip out a 2D CAD program during my lunch break and design quilts that way too. For the fellow geeks out there: yes, this is engineering paper. I design most of my quilts on engineering paper. I think it's mostly because I'm comfortable with it and I have some left over from my college days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So yes, when I tell people that quilting is like engineering, this is one of my reasons! My scale drawing helps me figure out how to lay out and cut my fabric when it comes time to do so.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Part of eating locally is definitely storing food. Whether that be freezing, canning, drying, whatever. So I have a friend who has an apple tree (or 6!), and we also have an apple tree that is old enough to give fruit. We have several others as well that are getting there that Ryan planted, but our orchard is not really up to full swing yet. So one thing we've taught ourselves to make is applesauce. Now, I say "taught ourselves" because we do some things more of a "cheater" way due to our lack of patience and our lack of a food mill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Step one is to core and cut the apples into largish pieces. We don't peel them because we don't mind the taste of the peels and that is where all the nutrition is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Step two is to throw the apple pieces into the food processor and chop fairly finely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TJ_3B6bLQHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/61GJ2isa844/s1600/IMG_3123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TJ_3B6bLQHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/61GJ2isa844/s320/IMG_3123.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The raw chopped apples&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Step three is to put the apples in a saucepan with a little water or apple juice and some lemon juice (a couple tablespoons of each of these). Then you simmer it until the apples are soft, it takes about 15-20 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TJ_2-xGBKqI/AAAAAAAAAPE/cqdUBOMqzeI/s1600/IMG_3122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TJ_2-xGBKqI/AAAAAAAAAPE/cqdUBOMqzeI/s320/IMG_3122.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Raw apples in the saucepan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Step four is to add some sugar (I used brown sugar, about 2 Tbsp or so) and about 1/2 tsp of cinnamon (obviously the cinnamon is optional). If I'm feeling like it, I'll thrown in some ginger and/or nutmeg too. Then I simmer it 2-3 more minutes to get it all combined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TJ_3JuwkzHI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/8xxIeMT9zbc/s1600/IMG_3125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TJ_3JuwkzHI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/8xxIeMT9zbc/s320/IMG_3125.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The completed applesauce: Ugly but yummy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Voila, applesauce! Sometimes I can this, (like 2 years ago I did) but this year I just filled quart-sized ziploc bags and stacked them up in the freezer. We did about 6 rounds in the saucepan and got about 5 bags as well as another 3 cups or so for the fridge for the next few days' eating. If you wanted to, the warm applesauce could be pulsed in the food processor to make it finer. This is how you're supposed to do it, but I don't like dealing with all that hot, sticky applesauce.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TJ_27Ajp9hI/AAAAAAAAAPA/y2DKwz51nlM/s1600/IMG_3121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TJ_27Ajp9hI/AAAAAAAAAPA/y2DKwz51nlM/s320/IMG_3121.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The applesauce assembly line in process&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-2165703815594807298?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/2165703815594807298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=2165703815594807298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/2165703815594807298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/2165703815594807298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/09/quilt-step-three-applesauce.html' title='Quilt Step Three &amp; Applesauce'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TJ_3L1QclxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/wa6rwS0MvXM/s72-c/IMG_3148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-8141693849172363198</id><published>2010-09-12T17:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T17:29:43.715-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city kid comparisons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wildlife'/><title type='text'>Quilt design step 2 &amp; tree frogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'm kind of obsessed with our clothesline.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It's true!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I was taking diapers off the line today and pondering this fact. The truth is that the clothesline makes such a good metaphor for how my life is now. Do I put all my laundry on it? No. Is it hard to motivate myself to get out there and stick stuff on the line instead of into the dryer 3 steps away? Yes. But my cooking is like that too. I try to source local foods, but I don't succeed 100% and I fight the urge to cook out of a box. So like the clothesline, I forgive myself and move on. Ryan holds me accountable for both of these, and I think that makes the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Summer is fading, but we still get little web-footed friends everywhere. Here is a tree frog climbing on my kitchen window.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TI1TF6MtoRI/AAAAAAAAAOw/VKeIR4I8M8s/s1600/tree+frog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TI1TF6MtoRI/AAAAAAAAAOw/VKeIR4I8M8s/s320/tree+frog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ryan also rescued one from our sun room yesterday. Our sun room floor is covered in pet hair, and as I walked by the door I saw Ryan with a little glass dish full of water. I asked him, "Did you just give that tree frog a little bath?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;He replied, "It was covered with cat hair. I just wish washing the dog was this easy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I also worked on step 2 of designing a new quilt today. This quilt has color-fade fabrics, so the placement is very key for the design. I pulled out my colored pencils and started sketching alternatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TI1TKFTF7KI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Z4FKHu7NKAk/s1600/phoenix+quilt+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TI1TKFTF7KI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Z4FKHu7NKAk/s320/phoenix+quilt+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I asked Ryan if he had a preference. Can you guess which one he liked? Which one pops out to you? I'm betting you guessed it: he likes the one in the top right corner. I admit that on paper it really pops, but I may yet change my mind on this one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-8141693849172363198?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/8141693849172363198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=8141693849172363198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/8141693849172363198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/8141693849172363198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/09/quilt-design-step-2-tree-frogs.html' title='Quilt design step 2 &amp; tree frogs'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TI1TF6MtoRI/AAAAAAAAAOw/VKeIR4I8M8s/s72-c/tree+frog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-5710454349839040792</id><published>2010-09-09T21:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T21:32:50.201-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheep'/><title type='text'>Livestock &amp; Deadstock and the Birth of a Quilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"If you're going to have livestock, you're going to have deadstock." Those proverbial words were spoken by our previous landlord when we were renting a farmhouse and few acres.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It was funny at the time, but of course, he's right.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TImSmH9tkqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/nhNgvvFZDD4/s1600/All+the+Lamb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TImSmH9tkqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/nhNgvvFZDD4/s320/All+the+Lamb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I think Ryan is planning on posting our full tally for the season so far, but I just know he called me at work to tell me another ewe died. He called her Awesome II (he's great at ewe names, by the way) and is fairly disheartened about it. We're also down to about 60 of our original 260 turkeys. They simply refuse to stop dying, mostly of cold and/or wet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;On a happier and more cheerful note, I thought I'd post a picture of the "first step" of most of my quilts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TImSfEqbpZI/AAAAAAAAAOg/7LG4ltUhct0/s1600/IMG_3051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TImSfEqbpZI/AAAAAAAAAOg/7LG4ltUhct0/s320/IMG_3051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;In this case, I actually have fabric to go along with the doodle. Usually I don't even have that. But the only difference between this sketch and 90% of my other quilts in the beginning stages is that this one is not drawn on engineering paper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-5710454349839040792?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/5710454349839040792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=5710454349839040792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5710454349839040792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5710454349839040792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/09/livestock-deadstock-and-birth-of-quilt.html' title='Livestock &amp; Deadstock and the Birth of a Quilt'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TImSmH9tkqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/nhNgvvFZDD4/s72-c/All+the+Lamb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-6800893848853744751</id><published>2010-08-13T17:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T21:33:33.609-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PFI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guests'/><title type='text'>A Special Guest &amp; It's still wet out here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sometimes you're just in the right place at the right time. This happened to us on July 30th, when we took Hazel to her first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.practicalfarmers.org/"&gt;Practical Farmers of Iowa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(PFI) field day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TGW-kr54rKI/AAAAAAAAANg/BI_XC_SLyu0/s1600/IMG_2834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TGW-kr54rKI/AAAAAAAAANg/BI_XC_SLyu0/s320/IMG_2834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hazel's first PFI field day&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So while we were standing around with some of the PFI staff, one of them mentioned that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Temple_Grandin"&gt;Temple Grandin&lt;/a&gt; was flying in a day early for her field day on Tuesday and they didn't know what do with her on Monday. Of course, I joked that she was welcome to visit our farm. Next thing I knew, she was coming to see our farm on Monday and I was feeding her dinner! Ryan's mother was reading her book at the time and came down, and so did a fellow farmer of ours who found out about it. We ended up having 8 people for dinner and a lovely time. Moral of the story: go to PFI field days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TGW-qJTJPjI/AAAAAAAAANo/SEYDrF7EypE/s1600/IMG_2849.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TGW-qJTJPjI/AAAAAAAAANo/SEYDrF7EypE/s320/IMG_2849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ryan, Temple, Janice, &amp;amp; Hazel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Have I mentioned before it's been a wet year here?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Oh, I have? Well, it has. Very wet. We're just now starting to make the news, but I took some pictures even before Ames went under.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TGW-wO90jAI/AAAAAAAAANw/7es42XihUF4/s1600/IMG_2871.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TGW-wO90jAI/AAAAAAAAANw/7es42XihUF4/s320/IMG_2871.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our yard. The "creek" was a path once&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We have springs forming in our lawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TGW-0F8ktSI/AAAAAAAAAN4/2ZSEY8GyC9s/s1600/IMG_2872.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TGW-0F8ktSI/AAAAAAAAAN4/2ZSEY8GyC9s/s320/IMG_2872.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;By our old well housing&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Note the flowing water. And the sand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TGW-3N0CJVI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_Cik6FgSO1k/s1600/IMG_2873.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TGW-3N0CJVI/AAAAAAAAAOA/_Cik6FgSO1k/s320/IMG_2873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking at the compost pile&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If the picture looks "foggy," it's because the lens of the camera is fogging up due to the heat and humidity. Makes for a really quality picture doesn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TGXCEaLjO2I/AAAAAAAAAOI/JhVVv6m4pOE/s1600/IMG_2870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TGXCEaLjO2I/AAAAAAAAAOI/JhVVv6m4pOE/s320/IMG_2870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our whole yard&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is the whole yard from the front porch. Again with the fogginess. Spot the cat says hello too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When I was looking through pictures the other day, I found one from 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TGXC7qzda4I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/UXq4jwANX2M/s1600/IMG_0834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TGXC7qzda4I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/UXq4jwANX2M/s320/IMG_0834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yard in 2008&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yeah, remember 2008? Our other record flooding year? Someday, perhaps it will look this way again. In the meantime, watch out for the cattails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-6800893848853744751?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/6800893848853744751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=6800893848853744751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6800893848853744751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6800893848853744751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/08/special-guest-its-still-wet-out-here.html' title='A Special Guest &amp; It&apos;s still wet out here'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TGW-kr54rKI/AAAAAAAAANg/BI_XC_SLyu0/s72-c/IMG_2834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-259897578199281437</id><published>2010-08-01T19:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T19:17:18.990-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>Hard day's night &amp; My new favorite fabric website</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Don't get pregnant and try to keep a garden. Remind me of this the next time I get pregnant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But seriously, I'll probably do it again anyway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Back to business. This is what I did today. Here is the before picture with lovely model included:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TFYIuMUFkQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/VtRWeOrhHz4/s1600/IMG_2844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TFYIuMUFkQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/VtRWeOrhHz4/s320/IMG_2844.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Note the scale: most of those weeds are taller than I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And here is the after picture (no model this time, since I took the picture):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TFYIx_11XaI/AAAAAAAAANY/kQQ0vY7Cb78/s1600/IMG_2846.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TFYIx_11XaI/AAAAAAAAANY/kQQ0vY7Cb78/s320/IMG_2846.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You can see our steps! You can see our sliding door! I even hauled off all the piles to the compost pile. I considered leaving Ryan to do that, but decided to have mercy on him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So for those of you who have followed my blog for a while, you now know why I don't have any lily pictures on here for this year. It's because they were choked out by vines and other crud until now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have also discovered my new fantasy website, called &lt;a href="http://www.spoonflower.com/"&gt;Spoonflower&lt;/a&gt;. You can design and print your own fabric! Yay! It's really expensive, but you can get an 8" x 8" test swatch for $5, and this is PERFECT for my I Spy quilts. These are quilts where you play the I Spy game with children using the quilt, and I've been gathering fabrics for one that has a different plant or animal block for every letter of the alphabet. The only problem is that "X", "Q", and "N" are really hard to find fabric for!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Can you believe N is hard? I know! But think of animals and plants that start with N. You've got nuthatches, newts, nighthawks, and none of these have fabrics dedicated to them. So I have now created fabric using photoshop for a nuthatch and an x-ray fish, and will have to make one with quail on it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-259897578199281437?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/259897578199281437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=259897578199281437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/259897578199281437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/259897578199281437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/08/hard-days-night-my-new-favorite-fabric.html' title='Hard day&apos;s night &amp; My new favorite fabric website'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TFYIuMUFkQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/VtRWeOrhHz4/s72-c/IMG_2844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-3470147537725181551</id><published>2010-07-18T17:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T17:15:32.963-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wildlife'/><title type='text'>5-a-day, odd bugs, and sustainability synergy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TEN2atEdJXI/AAAAAAAAAMo/aoK8_uky9sA/s1600/2010_Jul_5-a-day_outside.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TEN2atEdJXI/AAAAAAAAAMo/aoK8_uky9sA/s320/2010_Jul_5-a-day_outside.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I have now finished my first quilt since Hazel was born, I call it "5-a-day." I created it for my quilt guild Block-of-the-Month and it is all paper-pieced blocks. I do like how it turned out, I've been wanting to use the Farmer's Market style fabrics ever since they came out. I actually have the pattern started for this and am working on finishing writing it up and getting it in digital format to distribute. I don't know if it would sell, but I'll try. I also tried using a different free motion filler in the background of each block, as you can see by my tomato close-up here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TEN2puptiqI/AAAAAAAAANI/CPP_ykPRlpU/s1600/2010_Jul_5-a-day_4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TEN2puptiqI/AAAAAAAAANI/CPP_ykPRlpU/s200/2010_Jul_5-a-day_4.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TEN2puptiqI/AAAAAAAAANI/CPP_ykPRlpU/s1600/2010_Jul_5-a-day_4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a long way from perfect, but I'm satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TEN2nE767pI/AAAAAAAAANA/MB89zHV83fk/s1600/2010_Jul_5-a-day_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TEN2nE767pI/AAAAAAAAANA/MB89zHV83fk/s200/2010_Jul_5-a-day_2.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When I created the "peas" block, I expected it to be a hard block with lots of different pieces, but it ended up being fairly easy. It surprised me which blocks were harder or easier to design and sew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TEN2b0wj-rI/AAAAAAAAAMw/jtMUPRhXDb4/s1600/IMG_2767.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TEN2b0wj-rI/AAAAAAAAAMw/jtMUPRhXDb4/s320/IMG_2767.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We've also recently been invaded by some strange little bugs. They don't seem aggressive, nor do they bite, but they like wet places. This is the first year I've seen these little suckers and I just can't identify them. Can anyone help? For those of you who are not so much a fan of bug pictures, sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TEN2jT4RQVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/YYkwR_smCBc/s1600/IMG_2798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TEN2jT4RQVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/YYkwR_smCBc/s320/IMG_2798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I just want to say one more thing about sustainability synergy. We use cloth diapers with Hazel during the day and a disposable at night (so that she's not waking up because her diaper's wet). But I find it interesting that cloth diapers dry much better and easier on the clothesline than they do in the dryer. They always take 2 rounds through the dryer, and it doesn't get out stains. On the line it only takes them a little while in the sun to dry and the sun bleaches out the stains. This is not the only "sustainability" thing that is this way, but they always fascinate me when I find them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;On a follow-up note, we had a big storm last night and the leaning tower of Reasnor stands no more. It will have to be re-erected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-3470147537725181551?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/3470147537725181551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=3470147537725181551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/3470147537725181551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/3470147537725181551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/07/c-i-have-now-finished-my-first-quilt.html' title='5-a-day, odd bugs, and sustainability synergy'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TEN2atEdJXI/AAAAAAAAAMo/aoK8_uky9sA/s72-c/2010_Jul_5-a-day_outside.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-6016925997508711788</id><published>2010-07-03T13:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T13:27:10.235-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water management'/><title type='text'>Breezy Blues &amp; the Leaning Tower of Reasnor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TC9_GwpbzSI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-BA3fbwV480/s1600/2009+Mar+Breezy+Blues.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TC9_GwpbzSI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-BA3fbwV480/s320/2009+Mar+Breezy+Blues.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489746224902556962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;My best friend from college called me almost 2 years ago to tell me she got engaged (it was inevitable, and we all knew it was coming, but I was excited nonetheless!). So I immediately decided I was going to make them a quilt for their wedding. I called her and asked her what she wanted for a quilt. She talked to her fiance and said "Pinwheels and Blues." So after I spent a couple of weeks doodling ideas while in boring meetings, I came up with this pattern. I did hand quilt it, and I finished this quilt in March of '09 because I was so excited to work on it. Ah well, better to be done early than late! It is a throw sized quilt, and I paper pieced all of the pinwheels so I wouldn't lose the points. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TC9_H1G-IbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/N--F7ioXKSc/s320/IMG_2734.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489746243280052658" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Did I mention it's been a wet year? I think I may have... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ryan did not take this picture on an angle. I'm going to rename our wren house "the Leaning Tower of Reasnor." Apparently the entire base is rotten, which is sad because the wrens were actually using it! Although I do love how the prior owners felt they needed a sum total of 3 posts just to hold this thing up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then again, maybe they were right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-6016925997508711788?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/6016925997508711788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=6016925997508711788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6016925997508711788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6016925997508711788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/07/breezy-blues-leaning-tower-of-reasnor.html' title='Breezy Blues &amp; the Leaning Tower of Reasnor'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TC9_GwpbzSI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-BA3fbwV480/s72-c/2009+Mar+Breezy+Blues.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-4216552100064817378</id><published>2010-06-10T22:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:58:23.418-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loading chickens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wildlife'/><title type='text'>Porch Toad &amp; Loading Chickens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TBGu_G9g0vI/AAAAAAAAAMA/aooDFyApPPw/s320/IMG_2673.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481354620710212338" /&gt;I almost stepped on this little guy on the way out my front door this evening, and was actually carrying the camera. So I'm sharing him with you. We live in a little valley, so we have water management issues. Lots of them. Like we have a swamp around our compost pile. That means we have frogs, toads, snakes, and all kinds of bugs. Everything has to lay low a lot of the time, though, because chickens hate snakes more than anything else and will go out of their way to kill them. Yet another thing you learn when you raise chickens: they will eat almost anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TBGu_utYUXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/eV4aDfPwTEg/s320/IMG_2680.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481354631379964274" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Tonight was loading time for our first batch of chickens of the season. We know a farmer who grabs 5 at a time, I'd love to actually see that because even in the dark they are squirmy little creatures. Ryan can only get 4 at a time, and of course I max out at 2. Curse small hands with short stubby fingers! We load them at dusk/night because they are MUCH more docile then, and we don't have to chase them all over their shelter nearly as much. That was something we learned our first year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Last year I made a short post that 180 chickens is the max that fit on a trailer. I'm sticking with that; although the 180 chickens fit much better today than they did last year. We're hoping that's not because they will dress out small. Small chickens suck and don't make us much money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;On a side note, I apologize for anyone who follows me by a feed. I went through and put labels on all my blogs, so I suspect it will say there are lots of new/edited posts today. However, I thought it was useful to actually use the labels if only for my own organization!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-4216552100064817378?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/4216552100064817378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=4216552100064817378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/4216552100064817378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/4216552100064817378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/06/porch-toad-loading-chickens.html' title='Porch Toad &amp; Loading Chickens'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TBGu_G9g0vI/AAAAAAAAAMA/aooDFyApPPw/s72-c/IMG_2673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-4875893325626052979</id><published>2010-06-06T13:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:43:05.084-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city kid comparisons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Mulberry bread &amp; mowing the lawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TAvj_fn2CdI/AAAAAAAAALo/7MiFTrH-lx8/s320/IMG_2634.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479724051586222546" /&gt;We have a friend who comes and works on our farm in exchange for eggs, chickens, turkeys, etc. He is my very favorite person most days because he keeps Ryan working and motivated! Anyway, he has a myriad of food allergies that make it very hard to cook lunch for him. He is lactose intolerant and also allergic to soy, tomatoes, fish, and pesticide residue. This means honey and sugar are also out because of the residue unless they are organic and even then they are to be used sparingly. So here is what I made for him as a special treat: mulberry bread! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;It may be the ugliest thing I ever baked. It looked like a purple-black miasma of goo when I was done with it, but it was surprisingly edible. I followed my A-to-Z bread recipe, which a similar recipe can be found &lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/recipe/A-to-Z-Bread-3748"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I cut out all the sugar, though, and wouldn't advise that for anyone making this recipe. I thought the mulberries would add some sweetness, but the bread badly needed some sweetener when it was done. Ryan put honey on it and ate it anyway, but the man is a human vacuum so that doesn't surprise me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;One of my favorite reasons for living out in the country is that I don't have to mow the lawn all the time. There are no city ordinances or neighbors or anything. So I can let my lawn start to look like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TAvkAL5iJGI/AAAAAAAAALw/gyweSgrrwfI/s320/IMG_2660.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479724063471576162" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This is particularly handy when we have 3 (not one, not two, but three) mowers on this farm and only the non-power-assist-push-mower-that-kicks-my-butt works. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But eventually Ryan decides that he cares how our lawn looks, so here it is after I mowed it with the mower deck all the way up:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TAvkAieieNI/AAAAAAAAAL4/jdhi5kXp6t0/s320/IMG_2665.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479724069532367058" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This was made possible by Ryan's wonderful grandmother who took pity on our poor lawn and let us have her riding mower. Yay for the people in our lives who help us!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-4875893325626052979?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/4875893325626052979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=4875893325626052979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/4875893325626052979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/4875893325626052979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/06/mulberry-bread-mowing-lawn.html' title='Mulberry bread &amp; mowing the lawn'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/TAvj_fn2CdI/AAAAAAAAALo/7MiFTrH-lx8/s72-c/IMG_2634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-5604871152585196792</id><published>2010-05-21T10:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:56:49.413-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sustainable eating'/><title type='text'>Hazel, Oatmeal, &amp; fabric organization</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S_aqsLLvlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/r6-ocKX9zlk/s320/IMG_2559.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473750073008428530" /&gt;As most of my readers probably know, my short hiatus the last couple of weeks was because I had a little girl, Hazel. This picture is of my personal favorite facial expression of hers because I think she looks like she is trying to solve the world's problems. It's especially ironic that this picture was taken on the changing table. But this is not a baby blog, so I will not be putting lots of pictures of Hazel on it. It is a quilting and farm life blog with some thoughts on sustainability thrown in for spice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Speaking of sustainability, I am increasingly convinced that oatmeal is really a Super Food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S_aqtb6kPVI/AAAAAAAAALY/mSB-6JujAsU/s320/IMG_2584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473750094679653714" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;This is my breakfast every morning, and we buy our oatmeal from &lt;a href="http://www.paulsgrains.com/"&gt;Paul's Grains&lt;/a&gt; in Marshalltown. Between one annual checkup and the next I started eating oatmeal every morning and my cholesterol dropped 40 points. That was amazing, but seemed like a reasonable thing to expect. But now that I've been looking at baby articles, etc, I'm learning that oatmeal also boosts breastmilk production. Really? That's crazy! I'm finding myself wondering what else this stuff does. Is there a drawback? As a side note, people say they don't have time to make oatmeal before work. You're right, neither do I. But we've found we can make a big batch on the weekend and then store it in a container in the fridge, dishing it out like leftovers and heating it in the microwave. It works great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S_asEHQwBRI/AAAAAAAAALg/tpsTAtGZPbc/s320/IMG_2582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473751583784174866" /&gt;Lastly, on the quilting front I haven't gotten much done recently (I wonder why...) but one main goal I had for my maternity leave was to reorganize the space that I have now that my craft room has become the baby's room. So while my good friend Leah was visiting me yesterday, she helped me figure out how to get all my fabric into my new smaller space. She even sat and folded it with me (how great a friend is that)?! So now the three foot pile of fabric has been cleared from my table and I'm one step closer to getting back in the quilting groove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-5604871152585196792?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/5604871152585196792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=5604871152585196792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5604871152585196792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5604871152585196792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/05/hazel-oatmeal-fabric-organization.html' title='Hazel, Oatmeal, &amp; fabric organization'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S_aqsLLvlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/r6-ocKX9zlk/s72-c/IMG_2559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-4304331935317158590</id><published>2010-04-28T21:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:56:03.632-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Morel season again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It's morel mushroom season again! So far, they're still the only mushroom Ryan will eat. Here is how I cook morels, which is incidentally also how I bread chicken, or pork chops, or anything I feel needs breading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;First, you have to clean these wrinkly little morsels of goodness. Get inside 'em, there be bugs in there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S9jsxEH8GhI/AAAAAAAAAKA/sAomswIgtag/s320/IMG_2365.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465378475478882834" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Then, I cut them in half. Otherwise the yummy breading won't cover everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S9jsx6cqJYI/AAAAAAAAAKI/EZTlkIpKU7E/s320/IMG_2367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465378490061301122" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Next, they go in a mix of flour, salt, and pepper. They get a good coating, but then I shake them off best I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S9jvz909_7I/AAAAAAAAAK4/vGB_oTUBV_c/s320/IMG_2371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465381823863193522" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Their second coating is some of our farm fresh eggs, beaten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S9jsy-NQPAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/blkPs2gJCw4/s320/IMG_2372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465378508250299394" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Then last they go back into a mix of flour, salt, and pepper. I like to have some of the flour be spelt or whole wheat (but not all of it! The gluten in all purpose flour is needed to help keep the breading together!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S9jszVUHI6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/z8zb3-k6igo/s320/IMG_2377.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465378514453078946" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Now they go into my saute pan in a mix of olive oil &amp;amp; butter. I mix the two because the olive oil raises the smoke point of the pan, but the butter adds yummy flavor. Cook on low-med until golden brown and delicious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S9jv0VCXhLI/AAAAAAAAALA/-UvGaTLn5l8/s320/IMG_2378.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465381830093407410" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;I almost put some garnish in the bowl for this picture, but I believe cooking should look like it actually does by those of us who aren't pros. So these may not look like much, but I promise they are creamy and delish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S9js-YZ9d5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/NmMm61YOIWE/s320/IMG_2379.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465378704261478290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-4304331935317158590?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/4304331935317158590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=4304331935317158590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/4304331935317158590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/4304331935317158590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/04/morel-season-again.html' title='Morel season again'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S9jsxEH8GhI/AAAAAAAAAKA/sAomswIgtag/s72-c/IMG_2365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-2174177280705665184</id><published>2010-04-18T10:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:55:50.008-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegetables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>With spring comes activity &amp; 181 fluffballs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S8sqXHMZHeI/AAAAAAAAAJY/peg8XHwMD9s/s320/IMG_2349.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461505549673242082" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S8sq9gX-8pI/AAAAAAAAAJo/0Th2wlJPufM/s320/IMG_2339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461506209267774098" /&gt;It is definitely spring around here. My favorite tree the flowering crabapple is blooming, some day perhaps I'll have a dozen of those or so in my yard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Some of my most recent heritage bulbs are coming up, including this cute little pink hyacinth called "&lt;a href="http://www.oldhousegardens.com/display.aspx?photo=Hollyhock.jpg"&gt;Double Hollyhock&lt;/a&gt;" also from Old House Gardens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S8sqWky9nnI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hJcPpANsJ-o/s320/IMG_2347.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461505540439776882" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S8stRCVG-EI/AAAAAAAAAJw/UuvHaAUvAPE/s320/IMG_2340.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461508743823292482" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ryan has been in a flurry of activity with the spring, too. Here he is treating boards with linseed oil to help them last. He also re-mulched our swampy rhubarb patch and filled in some holes in the rhubarb where chickens had beaten up rhubarb plants. Perhaps those plants were buggy and they were doing us a favor... The one thing I have learned here is that chickens love mulch. Love it. It is a nest, it is a food source, it is a place of dust baths. Mulch seldom lasts well around our farm, but we do it anyway. Why? Because it is cheap (free!) because I work at Vermeer, maker of many brush chippers; and because it is a chemical-free way to keep weeds down. Not to mention, if chickens are tearing up my mulch they are ignoring my strawberries. Layer chickens are smarter than the broiler chickens, but they do still only have the capacity to focus on one thing at a time. They are just not born multitaskers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S8stRoCRT-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/dZlAemjDW-U/s320/Janice+with+fluffball.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461508753944825826" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; This week we also received our first 181 little yellow fluffballs. The question I keep getting here is: Why 181? Well, we ordered 175. But in the interest of customer satisfaction, the hatchery always throws in a random number of extra chicks in case some don't survive shipping. In our case, I don't think we've ever lost many (if any) in transit, but this way if we do the hatchery hasn't upset us by shorting us chicks. So now we have 181, and they will be this cute for about a week before they start growing and get a lot less cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-2174177280705665184?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/2174177280705665184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=2174177280705665184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/2174177280705665184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/2174177280705665184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/04/with-spring-comes-activity-181.html' title='With spring comes activity &amp; 181 fluffballs'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S8sqXHMZHeI/AAAAAAAAAJY/peg8XHwMD9s/s72-c/IMG_2349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-3965487393436921728</id><published>2010-03-28T21:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:55:17.495-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city kid comparisons'/><title type='text'>Dinner Bell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;I think it's the city kid in me. I think it's very important that a "real" farm has a dinner bell. It's silly, but it's important to me! So bless Ryan, he's been looking for a decent bell since the day we bought this place. He finally found one and today he installed it. So now when dinner is ready I can be a "real farm wife" and summon my husband by dinner bell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S7AXjgnoX1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UyjJujuQkBU/s320/IMG_2291.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453885047564689234" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-3965487393436921728?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/3965487393436921728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=3965487393436921728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/3965487393436921728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/3965487393436921728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/03/dinner-bell.html' title='Dinner Bell'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S7AXjgnoX1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UyjJujuQkBU/s72-c/IMG_2291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-6057082186258491533</id><published>2010-03-21T22:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:55:00.961-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wildlife'/><title type='text'>Successful slipcover &amp; deer on the move</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Today I tackled a project I've been meaning to do for almost a year. I swear, no one goes through jeans like Ryan. About once a year I make a throw sized quilt out of all the jeans he wears out, but this year I made a slipcover for our cheap IKEA sofa! We got this sofa about and year ago and it was inexpensive and great; but it only came in white. White. Like white is going to survive in this house with 3 pets and a baby on the way. So we've been using one of those throws I made out of Ryan's jeans tossed over it to somewhat protect it, but it always fell off and wasn't big enough for the whole love seat. But in prep for the baby coming, I have to move all my sewing stuff including the massive pile of Ryan's jeans. This means I can either find a new way to store them in a smaller space, or just get the project done! Is the result perfect? No. Are the corners square and the seams straight? No. But did I successfully make a custom slipcover without even the internet to help and no pattern? Yes! So there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S6bm5EauTDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Y9ESuuvf7ns/s320/IMG_2288.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451298267091323954" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;In other news, the deer have been very active in the yard and we have had a couple within tossing distance of the house twice in the last two days. This morning they seemed oddly alarmed and antsy, and we couldn't figure out why until Ryan spotted Nermal bounding toward the deer. That's right: our little tabby cat has decided that he is a carnivore and the deer are herbivores and therefore it is his prerogative and duty to chase them. I wonder what his plans are if he catches one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S6bm5qZmqYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/_dYagE4EdmA/s320/IMG_2281.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451298277287176578" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-6057082186258491533?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/6057082186258491533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=6057082186258491533' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6057082186258491533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6057082186258491533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/03/successful-slipcover-deer-on-move.html' title='Successful slipcover &amp; deer on the move'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S6bm5EauTDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Y9ESuuvf7ns/s72-c/IMG_2288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-1699407426449962504</id><published>2010-03-18T19:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:54:40.723-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='auctions'/><title type='text'>Hay Feeding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I have recently been inspired by this blog: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/confessions/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Pioneer Woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; and so I'm going to post a little bit more like she does and see how that goes. No promises about maintaining this, just an experiment. If you like it, let me know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ryan currently is feeding hay from the bales he had made last fall, but we're still low tech around here. So here is how to feed a small flock of sheep with a bale of hay:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Unroll your bale a little and grab a pitchfork. We searched auctions for months for a decent pitchfork, but I think we ended up just paying the $60 for this one new. It's surprisingly hard to find a pitchfork at auction in decent shape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S6LOqWP1D-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0Gie4F4Vofc/s320/IMG_2255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450145725993521122" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Move some hay onto a tarp, basically whatever you can tote around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S6LUTgO_y1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/HkfdrdOhS24/s320/IMG_2260.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450151930607160146" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Pause to contemplate life while the ram and cows behind you try to figure out how to get some of this fresh hay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S6LSoPuPNaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CL7BHJv9T48/s320/IMG_2264.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450150087928788386" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Haul your tarp down the hill. The ram still wants some, so smile at him as you walk on by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S6LSoqN2FVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/UG75nkfCOWI/s320/IMG_2271.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450150095040681298" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Wrestle the tarp in through the sheep pen gate. Today, only one got out so we're doing pretty good! Luckily the lazy photographer could reroute her back into the corral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S6LSpTwKVbI/AAAAAAAAAH4/s1Bxhf68nH4/s320/IMG_2274.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450150106190468530" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Slide the tarp out from under the hay. This one's tricky because the sheep like to stand on the tarp. So the old "pulling the tablecloth off the table while it's set" trick comes in useful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S6LSpwWH5rI/AAAAAAAAAIA/J6vTWgq80L4/s320/IMG_2276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450150113865885362" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Stand back and admire your handiwork again. That and think about how the pastures are almost ready to be done with the whole hauling hay thing and the ewes will soon have fresh grass to eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S6LYNJHM2WI/AAAAAAAAAIY/hmo4KmeDlto/s320/IMG_2279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450156219367741794" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;So now it's time to go feed the ram and cows before they bust down the fence in search of hay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S6LaHnmeNjI/AAAAAAAAAIg/9Jo4XXUOoPI/s320/IMG_2243.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450158323496007218" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-1699407426449962504?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/1699407426449962504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=1699407426449962504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/1699407426449962504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/1699407426449962504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/03/hay-feeding.html' title='Hay Feeding'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S6LOqWP1D-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0Gie4F4Vofc/s72-c/IMG_2255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-6876910344852586640</id><published>2010-03-04T22:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:44:26.450-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='place mats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lambs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeder rage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><title type='text'>Productive quilting retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S5CJ7UisFPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/c7k4T9rAock/s320/2010+Feb+14+placemats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445003601710421234" /&gt;Last weekend I had a quilting retreat and had a very productive weekend! First, I finished the 14 place mats that I started in August from some fabric my mom bought for the purpose. People kept asking me if I really needed 14 place mats, but the answer is yes! We usually host at least that many for thanksgiving and occasionally host over a dozen for other events (like Easter or Mother's Day). I really like to host gatherings, although it always works better in the months when our sun room (poorly insulated and not on the main house's central air system) is neither freezing nor a sauna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S5CJ78CapbI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HFBicLyUWS8/s320/2010+Feb+boy+baby+music.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445003612312479154" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;I also finished a baby quilt that I started at the retreat a year ago, although it really seems like a baby boy's quilt and we're expecting a baby girl. I haven't decided what to do with it yet, perhaps it will just join the stack for the next baby shower I land at or relative who has a baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;The farm is running OK, but Ryan is working on everything double time so he gets stuff done before the baby is due at the end of April. He's been chain-sawing daily to clear room for the fencing that has to be done, and he's making great progress. We had some "feeder rage" last Friday and lost an ewe and one of our ram lambs; we think the big ram killed them. The little ewe we lost was no big deal, but the ram lamb was a real loss because we were hoping to finish him out for sale this summer. We will still have one lamb now, but that will be it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-6876910344852586640?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/6876910344852586640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=6876910344852586640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6876910344852586640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/6876910344852586640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/03/productive-quilting-retreat.html' title='Productive quilting retreat'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S5CJ7UisFPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/c7k4T9rAock/s72-c/2010+Feb+14+placemats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-38693887722725095</id><published>2010-02-14T22:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:53:51.843-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city kid comparisons'/><title type='text'>The relentless winter &amp; taxes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S3jPoVb9dtI/AAAAAAAAAGY/E1pjfijA6Ps/s320/IMG_2120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438324841906009810" /&gt;I think I'm going to remember this winter as The Relentless Winter. For those of you not living nearby us, we have a record number of days in a row with more than 5" of snow on the ground, and every time we turn around it's either more snow or ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S3jP0fJ6-kI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iAW4guFXB7U/s320/IMG_2117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438325050673134146" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;On this note, we bought a new truck. We are now the proud owners of not one, not two, but three trucks. We bought another one mostly because I just don't like the way the Ford drives. It's the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;truck on the left (anyone want to buy a '94 Ford with 4 wheel drive????). The truck in the middle is Ryan's grandfather's truck and is 2 wheel drive (translation: it doesn't make it up the driveway easily between November and March). The truck on the right is the "new" one and is the first truck I've driven that I like to drive! I can actually understand the whole chick-in-a-truck thing with this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S3jP-4rFUxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/AQRfJC49uag/s320/IMG_2153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438325229321802514" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;On another note, we got our taxes almost done yesterday (I say almost because we're missing a form because companies don't have to mail them until Feb 15th this year). This picture is what it looks like when Ryan balances the business books, and it looks this way for at least a week or two. Last year he made it until August before they fell apart, which is better than 2008 when he only made it to July. Considering a vast majority of our business is done after October, we have a way to go before we keep up with things as they come. The final books say the business lost money this year, but we're just on year three so we're optimistic. If you don't count buying the cows, sheep, or water system; we came out ahead by a tiny bit. When we start selling sheep this year they will finally start paying for themselves and we are continuing toward the goal of making money at our five year mark. Bit by bit, we will make it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-38693887722725095?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/38693887722725095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=38693887722725095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/38693887722725095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/38693887722725095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/02/relentless-winter-taxes.html' title='The relentless winter &amp; taxes'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S3jPoVb9dtI/AAAAAAAAAGY/E1pjfijA6Ps/s72-c/IMG_2120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-8747820853316616233</id><published>2010-01-17T13:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:53:27.940-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wildlife'/><title type='text'>The Fox and Kate's quilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S1NleLH5U5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/7dwr5OXglz4/s1600-h/fox+Jan+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S1NleLH5U5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/7dwr5OXglz4/s320/fox+Jan+2009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427793544967967634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Maya has been earning her keep recently (along with my mother's golden retriever who is visiting for the week) by going ballistic at random times for no apparent reason. Today we figured out why the two of them were barking their heads off in the sun room: we have a couple of red foxes hanging around the farm. This picture is blurry because it was cropped and taken from a ways away and from inside the house. I'm surprised at how big it is, it probably stands taller than Maya. As long as it stays outside of our "bubble" that is the farm, I'm not inclined to shoot it or trap it or anything. Maybe it's the city girl in me, but I just view it as part of the ecosystem. It's probably the same one we spotted during a walk last spring that we suspect ate one of our ducks. Although we're OK with the whole duck thing because if the duck wandered off that far, perhaps it deserved it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;The tree in the foreground is our peach tree, I really hope we didn't get cold enough this winter to kill our peach blossom buds like last year! I think our low temp for the year so far has been -20 deg F or so, which should still be OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S1NleqGToGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/UJ3K-DtXxis/s320/2008+Dec+Kate+Wedding.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427793553282801762" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;On a quilting note, I'm posting a picture of this quilt I finished for a friend a long time ago. I saw the fabric and thought of her, but didn't send it because I was waiting for a BIG EVENT in her life to happen that would warrant that kind of a gift. But I realized that was stupid and it was just sitting, wrapped, on a shelf in my closet for the last year and a half when it should be out and enjoyed by someone! After all, I did finish the darn thing. So I sent it to her and now I'm posting the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Stay warm everyone, at least this last week has had 30 deg+ days and hasn't been nearly so miserable as the week before. We've had some snow melt, so perhaps we're ready for the next round whenever it comes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-8747820853316616233?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/8747820853316616233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=8747820853316616233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/8747820853316616233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/8747820853316616233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/01/fox-and-kates-quilt.html' title='The Fox and Kate&apos;s quilt'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S1NleLH5U5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/7dwr5OXglz4/s72-c/fox+Jan+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-8199905394003003576</id><published>2010-01-09T23:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:52:28.045-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nermal'/><title type='text'>My increasingly ambitious project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S0lpJuusuvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/VPVL8mEaWNc/s1600-h/IMG_2102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S0lpJuusuvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/VPVL8mEaWNc/s320/IMG_2102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424982842028112626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I started this quilt in the summer of 2007, and it has become my increasingly ambitious project. It started life as a twin sized quilt, which is just the inner section of fans and the first border of ribbons. Then I decided that it was going to be a queen sized quilt because I was going to keep it and we have a queen guest bed. So I added the second set of borders and now it's about 92" x 96". I've finally finished the applique on this sucker and it's time to start quilting it. So even though I don't usually post quilts until they are done, this one will probably be done far enough in the future that we're calling this a sufficient milestone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;I laid it out to make sure I hadn't missed any spots and of course our cat Nermal woke from his slumber because he sensed that somewhere a gigantic bit of cloth that had a ton of work in it just waiting for him to come shed on. My dearest husband started playing with the cat until I told him that if Nermal sunk his claws into this quilt that I would hold him responsible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-8199905394003003576?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/8199905394003003576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=8199905394003003576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/8199905394003003576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/8199905394003003576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-increasingly-ambitious-project.html' title='My increasingly ambitious project'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/S0lpJuusuvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/VPVL8mEaWNc/s72-c/IMG_2102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-274656416704986503</id><published>2009-12-31T11:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:40:32.478-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lambs'/><title type='text'>"Eve" Lambs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/Szzh6FoVm_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/S0q4uKK5VFU/s1600-h/IMG_2082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/Szzh6FoVm_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/S0q4uKK5VFU/s320/IMG_2082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421456439507262450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We bought our most recent ewes about 4.5 months ago in August, which brought our flock up to 12 ewes. We also got a ram a couple of months ago and put him in with the ewes at the end of November. Well, it turns out the gestation period of sheep is about 145 days, which comes out to a little over 4.5 months. So surprise surprise we have lambs! We are up to three now. We had a little ewe lamb surprise the heck out of Ryan on Christmas Eve and today (New Year's Eve) we have two more little ram lambs. The ewe looks like she was sired by the previous owner's Barbados ram, which is good because Ryan did want more of that breed's blood in our little flock. She's the cream colored lamb with brown and black spots around her edges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/Szzh5UAItdI/AAAAAAAAAFw/4PY4aD966Ko/s320/IMG_2089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421456426185307602" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;The two ram lambs look like they take more after their mother, so perhaps they were sired by a Katahdin ram? We really don't know! I guess the word to the wise here is that if you buy new ewes, they could already be knocked up....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-274656416704986503?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/274656416704986503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=274656416704986503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/274656416704986503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/274656416704986503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2009/12/eve-lambs.html' title='&quot;Eve&quot; Lambs'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/Szzh6FoVm_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/S0q4uKK5VFU/s72-c/IMG_2082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-9102114035191463681</id><published>2009-12-22T18:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:53:01.951-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><title type='text'>Christmas gifts &amp; California</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Well, our neighbors are taking care of the farm for a few days while we are visiting my dad in California. I have to say it's nice to get a couple of days away from heavy snow and difficult driving. Ryan flies back tomorrow so I hope he doesn't have too much trouble with the forecast, which currently promises to be dismal. The joys of living in Iowa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SzFozxOxZbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/61pWZZaNjUY/s320/Xmas09quilts.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418227065301329330" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;I finished some Christmas gifts, which are the first thing I quilted since August. I hope I can pick quilting up again a little better, I have really fallen off the horse there. These were for my grandmothers, it is always so hard to shop for them and I think they like getting something I make. 'Tis the season for homemade gifts! I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday season and that no one gets stuck in a snow-filled ditch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-9102114035191463681?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/9102114035191463681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=9102114035191463681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/9102114035191463681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/9102114035191463681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-gifts-california.html' title='Christmas gifts &amp; California'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SzFozxOxZbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/61pWZZaNjUY/s72-c/Xmas09quilts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-120852418949542869</id><published>2009-12-02T19:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:52:44.517-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs'/><title type='text'>Hiatus over &amp; egg carton extravaganza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/Sxcax8gaNfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uOx3s37rtu0/s1600-h/new+egg+cartons.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/Sxcax8gaNfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uOx3s37rtu0/s320/new+egg+cartons.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410822922666915314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;First, I have to apologize for my long hiatus. I'm so sorry! I have been absent because I'm now about 5 months pregnant and have discovered I am NOT one of those lucky women who feel like a million bucks when they're expecting (they're out there, I know a few!). So instead I have been a huge lump for the last few months and Ryan has been picking up the pieces. On a related note, Ryan HAS kept his blog up very well; it can be found here: &lt;a href="http://beginningiowafarmer.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://beginningiowafarmer.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Now, on to farm business. The growing season is done for us, but the egg layers have really kicked it into high gear recently! We are practically drowning in eggs; although we are continuing to find people who want to buy them. So we ran out of egg cartons and had to order some more. If you ever wanted to know what $150 in egg cartons looks like, this is it. I came home to this ginormous box in my living room and had to share the way the egg cartons seem to come in "columns" within it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Anyway, it is not my intention to become one of those non-blogging bloggers, so I am hoping to get back to something resembling my bi-monthly-ish update frequency. Wish me luck!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-120852418949542869?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/120852418949542869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=120852418949542869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/120852418949542869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/120852418949542869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2009/12/hiatus-over-egg-carton-extravaganza.html' title='Hiatus over &amp; egg carton extravaganza'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/Sxcax8gaNfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uOx3s37rtu0/s72-c/new+egg+cartons.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-8930218131405955716</id><published>2009-09-24T19:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:52:12.171-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publicity'/><title type='text'>Mother Nature Network 40 farmers under 40</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Sorry about the hiatus, although this will be a short post. We were chosen for the second round of Mother Nature Network's "40 farmers under 40". We're number 32 and 33, but that's ok. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mnn.com/food/farms-gardens/stories/40-farmers-under-40-readers-choice-31-40"&gt;Click here for article &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-8930218131405955716?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/8930218131405955716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=8930218131405955716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/8930218131405955716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/8930218131405955716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2009/09/mother-nature-network-40-farmers-under.html' title='Mother Nature Network 40 farmers under 40'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-5145143221088303740</id><published>2009-08-02T14:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:51:57.776-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegetables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Excelsior &amp; Green Beans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SnXj87ocFcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/XGI0jhKWS-U/s320/Green+beans+09.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365445167020774850" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Green bean season (and wax bean season, that's the yellow ones) is in full swing, and Ryan's love of planting them has really led to a lot of them! I've frozen about 6 or 7 quart-sized ziploc bags of them, and of course we've eaten some. I haven't canned any because I haven't gotten over the whole pressure-canner hump. Mine needs a new gasket and a new gauge and I just haven't gotten to doing that. I need to though....&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SnXj9OjHVtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/GGJhjN7qgko/s320/Excelsior+09+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365445172098717394" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;My heritage lilies continue to amaze me, this one is Excelsior. It's like a stargazer on steroids and smells awesome! I think it's my new favorite lily. The weather this year continues to be beautiful, we just finished a record cool July with an average temp of 68 degrees or so. Makes the Iowa summer that much more pleasant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-5145143221088303740?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/5145143221088303740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=5145143221088303740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5145143221088303740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/5145143221088303740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2009/08/excelsior-green-beans.html' title='Excelsior &amp; Green Beans'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SnXj87ocFcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/XGI0jhKWS-U/s72-c/Green+beans+09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-8730788136297248320</id><published>2009-07-23T18:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:51:32.649-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turkeys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Dust Bath and Citronella Lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SmjvVe6gsRI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zRPhmpr3P2o/s1600-h/IMG_1683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SmjvVe6gsRI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zRPhmpr3P2o/s320/IMG_1683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361798508739342610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Well, I promised I would post a picture of "Citronella," my beautiful heritage lily and here it is. It is absolutely catalog perfect and I'm so grateful to Old House Gardens for growing it for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;On farm news, it is a simply beautiful day. Fluffy white clouds, deep blue sky, soft green leaves, it's like a postcard out here. The chickens are running around, thrilled Ryan has weeded the rhubarb patch. They are happily digging through the freshly turned dirt for all the tasty little bugs in it. One of our turkey hens found a patch of dirt and took herself a little dirt bath in the sun (See video). I pointed it out to Ryan and he said, "I was trying to grow grass there...." as he watched her forlornly! I told him she looked happy as she made little cooing noises. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9a3327b9910d1bcd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9a3327b9910d1bcd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330432551%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7870D3060DC1B63476E969826B934AE342EF1DD6.33D67EEAAC95D9FF9E658F2F0BF1CAD22E8056F4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9a3327b9910d1bcd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFQuqwZN92Wi7K7E6TKnjQsKpp4U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9a3327b9910d1bcd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330432551%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7870D3060DC1B63476E969826B934AE342EF1DD6.33D67EEAAC95D9FF9E658F2F0BF1CAD22E8056F4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9a3327b9910d1bcd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFQuqwZN92Wi7K7E6TKnjQsKpp4U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-8730788136297248320?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9a3327b9910d1bcd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/8730788136297248320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=8730788136297248320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/8730788136297248320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/8730788136297248320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2009/07/dust-bath-and-citronella-lily.html' title='Dust Bath and Citronella Lily'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SmjvVe6gsRI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zRPhmpr3P2o/s72-c/IMG_1683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-1818679413239260358</id><published>2009-07-19T19:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:51:06.350-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilts'/><title type='text'>Baby shower quilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SmO0Uo0tITI/AAAAAAAAAE0/y1D7qvwZa4U/s1600-h/2009+July+Ada.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SmO0Uo0tITI/AAAAAAAAAE0/y1D7qvwZa4U/s320/2009+July+Ada.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360326248149885234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I finished another quilt, this one for my sister-in-law's baby shower. I quilted like a fiend this week, trying to get the hand quilting in the center done. I got it done, but I didn't &lt;i&gt;quite&lt;/i&gt; get the binding done by the time of the baby shower this afternoon. Ah well, I guess that means I'll get to take the quilt to my guild meeting in a couple weeks and then it will go to my first niece. It is about 50" by 60", so it should be useable as a crib quilt if she so chooses.&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SmO0U1gpsWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/dMLpJe7q4oE/s320/2009+June+shower+gifts.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360326251555434850" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;I also made some gifts for the shower prize winners, which are some table mats. They seemed to go over well, but the strong preference was for "the blue ones". Future note to self: just make blue ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7491905782134706291-1818679413239260358?l=wildrosepastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/feeds/1818679413239260358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7491905782134706291&amp;postID=1818679413239260358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/1818679413239260358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7491905782134706291/posts/default/1818679413239260358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildrosepastures.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-shower-quilt.html' title='Baby shower quilt'/><author><name>Janice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02436858141037595318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SPuswd-puzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSTOLe0UJOk/S220/Janice+with+sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SmO0Uo0tITI/AAAAAAAAAE0/y1D7qvwZa4U/s72-c/2009+July+Ada.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7491905782134706291.post-4556650711303761252</id><published>2009-07-12T17:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:50:42.665-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='auctions'/><title type='text'>Doing things "The old-fashioned way"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SlphH8SyIJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/UmEFmb-Sh4I/s320/compost+%26+clothesline.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357701495782514834" /&gt;We went to a farm auction yesterday (7 hours in the sun, Ryan's a little crispy) and I was struck at how many things we were trying to buy for their original intended purchase while bidding against people trying to buy them for home decorating or other purposes. The example that sticks in my mind is that Ryan was bidding on an egg scale (that tells you what grade/size they are) and lost it at $25. He asked the guy who won it why he bought it and the guy said, "for the novelty of the thing." I think that's kind of sad. So I'm posting a picture of our clothesline and compost pile because it got me thinking about how many things we do "the old-fashioned way" around here. If you think about it, hypertension and diabetes weren't the kind of problems they are now when we used to eat the old-fashioned way and maybe we are starting to realize that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', fantasy;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G5WZdOrevak/SlphIfRooEI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mtasGRbY6Zw/s320/yellow+lilies+09.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357701505172938818" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;On a lighter note, it's now lily season!! Anyone who knows me knows that lilies are my absolute favorite flower and this is the first year we've started getting them into the garden. So I am awaiting each one in eager anticipation as it buds and I get to discover its color (since I have, of course, completely forgotten which lily we planted where). We don't buy very many lilies and ins
