Chips and gravy….

Canadians, for the most part, had never heard of Poutine, until it was discussed as being a Canadian dish 10-15 years ago.  It was actually a Quebec dish that gained popularity there in the 1950s.

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However, CHIPS and gravy are MORE of a Canadian dish.  In high school, it was a daily lunch dish at the cafeteria, and served in most restaurants that served chips (of french fries)

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The gravy differs from the US gravy found in biscuits and gravy there, in that it is a brown, beef gravy whereas the American favourite dish is made from sausage gravy, and a much lighter colour.

Photo of Easy Sausage Gravy and Biscuits by JimmyDean

During the 13 years we lived in the US, and all the travels to there, I am proud to say I have never had biscuits and gravy.  That being said, I have rarely had chips and gravy in the past 20 years either. This is mostly because the gravy is high in fat,  and the chips are deep fried and high in fat, and fat is something I have tried to minimize over the years. (family history of heart disease)

This past summer I grew a bumper crop of potatoes for the first time ever. We had buckets of potatoes to “use up” before leaving for the US, because they could not  cross the border with us, being a root crop.  So we had potato dishes almost every night for a month.  Scalloped potatoes, potato soup….. more scalloped potatoes, but as the title suggests, I have delved further into chips and gravy.

Potatoes are such a great comfort food, but have gotten a bad rap as being unhealthy.   According to the USDA, over half of all potatoes in the U.S. are sold for making French fries, and this is perhaps why potatoes have such a bad reputation.

“100-gram (g) or 3.5- ounce serving is a little more than half of a medium size potato. This much white potato, baked with skin

  • 94 calories
  • 0.15 grams of fat
  • 0 grams of cholesterol
  • 21.08 grams of carbohydrate
  • 2.1 grams of dietary fiber
  • 2.10 grams of protein
  • 10 milligrams (mg) of calcium
  • 0.64 mg of iron
  • 27 mg of magnesium
  • 75 mg of phosphorus
  • 544 mg of potassium
  • 12.6 mg of vitamin C
  • 0.211 mg of vitamin B6
  • 38 micrograms (mcg) of folate

Potatoes also provide niacin, choline, and zinc. Different varieties provide slightly different nutrients.”

I read a book a few years ago about the early gold diggers in the Yukon, and Jack London became well known writing of his experiences at this time. However the book I read was ABOUT Jack London and how closely he came to dying of Scurvy, a disease caused by lack of Vitamin C.  He (and many others) were saved by those who brought potatoes …. and even just potato peels contained enough vitamin c to save them. The book was “the gold diggers”Riverfront and London Diptych

Because of a “preexisting” medical issue, I have an increased need for Iron, potassium and calcium so it seems that potatoes are the veggie I need MORE of.

Thinking_Face_Emoji_largeSo given all of this information, I have decided to work on creating healthy ways to make chips and gravy.

First off, I had to experiment a bit about how to make the french fries.  My first few tries worked out poor, because without oil they stuck miserably to the pan, even the tin foil.        So then I tried 💡……… wait for it…. Parchment paper on the pan. VOILA!

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Another issue is the size of our oven an only one rack, I got around this by putting the second pan crosswise over the first pan and it worked quite well.

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Then for the gravy, I fried up the veggies I wanted to use, onions, garlic  broccoli and mushrooms.(this  part is TOTALLY open to  creativity.) Then added 3 cups of stock, (I used this stuff, but in the future will make more of my own broth with garlic)

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Thickened this with a paste of flour and water, added herbs from garden, oregano, and presto.  Janet’s Chips and Gravy.

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I thought it fitting since we are now in Idaho to tell my potato chips story here, Thinking_Face_Emoji_large I AM thinking, I COULD do a recipe book on healthy versions to make of chips and gravy.

We are camping on the beautiful Snake river, and likely heading to Nevada today

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We have been blessed with warmer weather than is usually this time of year, but this is going to end soon, so we will need to get further south.

Much Love, Janet, Ken and our gravy loving dog Tucker.

 

 

Happy Birthday 65 Ken!

We have been in central Oregon for over a week now (long time for us) and were lucky enough to spend Ken’s BIG birthday with friends in Camp Sherman.  Over the years with all of our moves, and all of our friends moves, we have ended up with friends strewn all over the place, in SUCH a way that we have friends to visit all over the place.  Camp Sherman is a small “settlement” about 9 miles west of Sisters Oregon.  We have never been there, so it was a wonderful adventure with great friendly “tour guides”.

img_5467Since they (our tour guides) have read about “our gravel pit”, they felt obliged to take us up to “their gravel pit”, to look at a totally different, but nonetheless equally spectacular views.

There are a series of volcanoes running through Oregon, providing for beautiful  mountains to look at from almost everywhere here.

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We also found the Metolius River extremely interesting. This is a picture of where the river starts, (or headwaters)  as a spring. I have never seen anything like this, a river that just quite suddenly comes out of the ground.

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We checked out many spots along the river,  which being spring fed, is mighty cold any time of the year.  Also with it being  mainly spring fed, the depth of the river changes very little throughout the year.  Popular for fly fishing, (catch and release), and trails everywhere.img_5474

I found the colour of the river a particularly beautiful colour of blue, deep and very inviting.  Could not help but wonder if it was a very hot summer day if I might be tempted to jump in.  Apparently it would be brief.image

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As part of tour we went to see the Santiam pass ski lodge which a group of interested people are “bringing back”.  We were fortunate enough to be there when someone was working on it, and he showed us around…. so we could see just where the restoration project was at.img_5493

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Just a bit of information about the history of the lodge from the “restore oregon” site. Santiam Lodge was constructed between July 1939 and February 1940 as an element of the Three Fingered Jack Winter Sports Area development during the late 1930s. This development also included the original 1930s Hoodoo Ski Bowl. The two and one–half story Santiam Lodge building was originally designed as a ski lodge that could accommodate approximately sixty guests. Rooms within the lodge included dormitory quarters, a dining room, a lounge and specialized ski–related rooms such as a waxing room and storage for skis and related gear. Local stone from nearby Hogg Rock was quarried to construct the ground floor and chimneys. The second floor and attic story were framed with local timber in a regional version of the “Rustic” style.”

The floor has all been stripped down to the glue from the linoleum, and they are leaving it like that until project is finished, to protect the Oak floor that is under the linoleum glue. I am sure it will be beautiful when it is done.

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Although most of the lodge was blessed with ” STRONG BONES”… good timbres, such that little is needed to repair the structure, this front wall is buckling, so they are putting strong beams in for support there.img_5490

So, sounds like a great project. You can find more information  HERE

Sorry some of my pictures have fuzzies in the corners… but my iPhone case is buckling at the edges and works its way into my pictures.  Perhaps it also needs new supports.

We are now in Vale Oregon, quite close to the border of Idaho.

We spent last night in the Town  of John Day, and (of course) there was the John Day hotel, the John Day restaurant etc etc….. it really is never ending.  We stayed at the county campground.  Got up this morning to see/(not see) an entire family dressed in matching camouflage outfits, loading up their guns from their RV into their truck. There were the typical teens  whining about getting up so early. It sort of reminded me of the matching pyjamas that people are getting for Christmas.image  So many new experiences for us.  Most of the towns out here have signs coming into town saying “welcome hunters”, and we think “how thoughtful they are to think of us ……..

Bye for now, Much love Janet, Ken and Tucker the rock hunting……. dog……

Thunder egg weather.

We have been very fortunate with the weather this year, and able to spend more time in central oregon.  Our travels are limited by the potential of snow, and temperatures much below freezing. The weather has been spectacular out  here, so we decided to travel east to take advantage of the weather and have a chance to hunt for the great oregon Thunderegg.

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which DOES involve digging 😒

We are in the area of the Ochoco National forest, which is home to, according to the book, some of “the most beautiful thundereggs in the world” We were here last year, and have learned a few new things about Thundereggs.

First off  Definition from Wikipedia “A thunderegg (or thunder egg) is a nodule-like rock, similar to a filled geode, that is formed within rhyolitic volcanic ashlayers.[1] Thundereggs are rough spheres, most about the size of a baseball—though they can range from less than an inch to over a meter across. They usually contain centres of chalcedony which may have been fractured followed by deposition of agate, jasper or opal,[1] either uniquely or in combination. Also frequently encountered are quartz and gypsum crystals, as well as various other mineral growths and inclusions. Thundereggs usually look like ordinary rocks on the outside, but slicing them in half and polishing them may reveal intricate patterns and colours. A characteristic feature of thundereggs is that (like other agates) the individual beds they come from can vary in appearance, though they can maintain a certain specific identity within them.”

What we have learned is that they tend to be more perfect (not cracked open) when they are smaller, and what we can figure from the rocks that people leave behind at these digs… is that what more people are looking for are perfect ones.  This one below is sort of “perfect”, fairly round, bubbles on the outside. Usually you can see a seam run through the “waist” or “equator” of the egg.  The problem with finding perfects ones, is that you never know what is in them, until you can open them, hopefully done with a saw to make the  best cut (vs smashing them with a hammer which often ruins them).  I liken them to a walnut or a hand grenade.  Round, lumpy with a seam in the middle.

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We took home a few of these small “perfect” ones last year, but our lives took off on us when we got home with selling house, moving and getting acreage read to live on….. that we did not have a chance to cut them open with a saw.  We DID however get an older saw this year, so have all we need now to open these babies up.

Many we find in the holes we did OR in the area around the holes (that others have discarded) look something like this.  Although the picture is not great, this has a watermark agate in the centre.

 

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This one in the centre is a bit larger and the bubbly (botroidal) appearance, is what you are looking for, and more obvious as they get larger.  As they get larger they seem to be less round, I THINK largely because you get more than one amalgamating together.

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Another thing we have learned this year is that to find the Thundereggs, you need to dig at least 2 feet down. My take on this, is that it appears that there are at least 2 feet of “top soil”,  or put another way, COMPOST, that the trees and shrubbery have created over the past hundreds of years, hiding the thundereggs.  I sure wish I could have taken that topsoil home….my new acreage does not have nearly this nice of topsoil.

So you can imagine what a back hoe would do in this situation image

Well, in fact, there are 2 privately owned “mines” near here that the owners do just that, they take a backhoe (or larger implement) and open up a whole new area, and people pay to come and hunt thundereggs.   The ones in the Ochoco national forest area are Lucky Strike mine and Richardsons rock farm.

We have wandered through this area for 4 days this year and a few days last year, and I am  convinced that the entire area has thundereggs lying under the topsoil..  WARNING:  I am not a geologist, I just play one, in the winters, (on my blog)image  Ken why did we forget to bring our tractor…. image  You can see here that there is an area of lighter coloured earth, that is where we find STUFF.img_5425

At this point one might wonder why we would take a winter holiday after finishing up all that work on our property, only to come and dig down here….hard to find a good answer for this, but we are self professed scavengers, I guess.

We are often asked…… what will you do with the rocks?  Which we have never had a satisfactory answer to, until NOW.  Now we have a plan, we are going to cut all these rocks and create designs in the floor of our new house.  Our plan for the floor has been to have a concrete floor and we will leave circles (or islands) in the concrete to place our beautiful cut rocks.  We can have one “island ” of cool thundereggs of a greenish colour and another island of  funky Jasper from somewhere else.

So with this in mind, we have decided that we are better off getting all the throw away pieces of thundereggs that others have discarded, because we can see the inside colours, and how the cuts (slabs) will look like on the floor.

As you can see Tucker LOVES looking for thundereggs…. NOT.  He does have fun checking out the entire area once we settle on a place to dig, then settles down for a nap.

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We end up in some of the most gorgeous areas in our quest for rocks.  Apparently the air is still quite hazy, but we can see for miles and miles from up there.

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Another very interesting this, is that the road seemed to be covered in fresh sawdust.???

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But it turns out it was a forest with a large number of Larch Trees.  Larch are deciduous trees that loose their needles in autumn.  Beautiful. We do have these in Canada, but i have never really seen so many in one place, in autumn.img_5429

Another really interesting thing we have found in the area we have been rock hunting is that the entire area seems to have been burned by a forest fire in the past few years.  But everywhere we see these trees apparently burned badly at the bottom……….

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But QUITE healthy at the top.

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Another great day finished at a local Prineville brewpub, and dinner which was ho hum, but the beer was great. Ken has this rational that we eat SO healthy at home, that he might as well go all out in unhealthy in the restaurant, so as not to be as disappointed when I order the vegetarian wrap 😒…. he had the blue cheese topped burger image

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Back home to scrub the rocks, “knowin what to throw away and knowin what to keep”

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Trying to imagine them cut and on the floor.

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a finished puzzle and time for bed….

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Love to all from Ken, Janet and Tucker (the sleeping hound)

 

Who the heck was John Day?

Once again we are on the road and all the way down in Oregon, checking out the John Day river area. It does seem that everything in central/eastern Oregon is named after John Day. I have heard his name for years, and thought while we were in the area I would find out all about all the great things he did to get stuff named after him.  I started here at John Day National Monument :Site Clarno  (what this means is that there are more than one John Day National Monument sites.) This is one of 3.

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At this site there was a plaque with the question Who was John Day?  I had not thought I would find the answer so quickly.    🤔  This is what the plaque said:  “John Day came to Oregon in 1812 as part of an overland expedition to the new Pacific Fur Company post in Astoria. The once large party split up into many small groups before reaching the Oregon Territory. While camped where the mouth of the Mah-hah River meets the Columbia, John Day and Ramsay Crooks were robbed of all their belongings, including clothing. Luckily they were rescued by a party of trappers also headed to Astoria.

John Day became well known at the trading post. Whenever others would pass the spot of the incident, they would point out where he had been robbed. By the 1850’s, the Mah-hah River had been renamed the John Day River. As far as historians can tell, John Day never found a fossil nor came within 100 miles of the monument that indirectly bears his name.”

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What a lucky guy, get robbed and then have a river named after you.   Look at how hard the present occupant of the white house is trying to get a wall named after him Thinking_Face_Emoji_large

But wait, the story does not end here. . . .

It turns out that it was Thomas Condon who named the national monuments after John Day, not that John Day had ever been anywheres near the fossil beds in the area, its just it was the John Day river that had carved out the area, exposing the fossils.  Thomas Condon was an Irish presbyterian minister, and amateur  geologist who actually was the one who discovered the fossils.   info on Thomas Condon

I guess I was particularly interested in the town of Condon, as it is the married name of one of my sisters.  So I stopped to take a pictureimg_5400

Turns out there is another town just down the way called “Bates”. It seems that a lot more things should be named Condon, VS John Day 🤔

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We have found plenty on the John Day river to explore, since this river winds through fossil beds, it also winds  through  a volcanic region, which is always great for agates and the things we hunt for.  The hard thing is finding gravel bars that are accessible. They usually seem to be across the river from where we are.img_5415

It really is a slow meandering kind of river, that suits us just fine.

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This series of 3 hills appeared to be the same except that the closest one was more eroded, the second one less eroded and the third un eroded.

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So these are the “palisades”. There are 3 sites that make up the John Day national monument and this one is called Clarno.  I found this info on it “The mostly grassy hillsides bordering the creek are interrupted for a mile or so by a line of jagged, eroded cliffs – the Palisades – which contain a large number of plant fossils, including leaves, sticks and trunks, plus less common animal fossils, all relics of a time when this region was moist and well vegetated, unlike the arid, high desert conditions that prevail today. Facilities are limited to a picnic area, interpretive notices and three trails; the unit is unstaffed, and there are no large towns nearby. It does have a research center (Hancock Field Station), facilitating ongoing paleontological investigations, but this, and the fossil excavation sites, are not open to the public.”

So pretty ho hum.  But we shall explore the other sites.

……Back to John Day…….. It turns out there is also a town named after him because the town is on the  John Day river.   Given the fame of his name, historians would attempt to find out more about him. It seems that there were 3 deaths he succumbed to as well, in 1812, 1813 and (perhaps finally) in 1819.    story of the city of John Day

Perhaps dying 3 times might be worthy of at least SOME fame……..True story……..image

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We have been on the road for a week now, our last evening visit with Dylan, Sarah, and the very clever Talon.

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Where other babies are working on mundane things like walking talking, crawling, Talon has mastered …….img_5363

…..chewing his toenails… clever boy.img_1321

Thats all for now.

Much love from Janet, Ken and Tucker (the ever present rock hound)img_5399

 

a Greta forest

Thinking_Face_Emoji_large  I was one of the many who got out and protested with Greta over the past month, and I was trying to think about how to help carry forward her climate strike.   What could I do to decrease the carbon, so that Greta, and HER generation will have a world that was livable… “in-able” ….for all? Thinking_Face_Emoji_large Now what could I change?

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I could make a forest, a Greta forest.image

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This year the Pine tree at the centre of our drive way, sent out at least 50-60 new seedlings that were growing under the tree, where there is also a garden. I dug them all up and kept them moist and in dirt. (they would not have survived where they were)

So I have now replanted about 60 seedlings up this bank with the hopes that it will be a forest by the time Greta is 50….. or my grandson Talon is 35.

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I must admit that I do LOVE watching tree seedlings grow, so it will be fun to watch them all grow, perhaps I can report back here.

Other “things” I brought from our old property were my red Wiggler worms. For several years I kept them indoors and fed them veggie scraps, but eventually I  decided to try keeping them out doors.  Red Wigglers do not survive out doors as a rule, because they do not go very deep in the soil, as other worms to, so they will freeze in the winter.

Last year however I devised a way to keep them in the garden. I dug a deep hole and filled it with lots of yummy things like rotting food, leaves and straw.  I then put all of my worms into the whole and covered them up with more food and more mulch.

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I know that they look gross, and when they were living in our basement, my sister once said to me “Janet I really wish you had not told me that there were worms in your basement”

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But they make the very best soil.  So on top of all of this I  put a large black compost bin, wood chips around the edge, and more mulch inside. Then when the weather gets cold, I put a large tarp on top of all of this, and say nighty night to the worms for the winter.  They survived last year and created great “castings”, AKA worm poop, which is like gold to gardeners. So I was not about to leave them at the old place, I brought them to the new place and they are tucked nicely down in the soil for the winter.

image THAT IS until I hit the compost bin with the tractor bucket image  My first mishap with driving the new tractor, whoops.  nothing a lot of duct take could not fix.

I was recently at a medical conference and met up with a friend from Chilliwack (we used to live in Chilliwack). I was telling her about our “gravel pit project”.  She said, “did you know that Minter Gardens was built on a gravel pit.  Anyone from BC would know about Minter gardens, a huge beautiful attraction outside of Chilliwack.

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A friend of mine who lives in the Juniper area of Kamloops has a small garden and last year she purchased a lavender plant that did well last year, but died over the winter. However then she noticed it had not died without leaving something behind……. at least a hundred baby lavender plants showed up this year. So she was digging them out and have gifted me with all of these plants.  There are not totally hardy in our area, so will tuck them all in with lots of nice wood chips for the winter img_5300

AND presto, next year we will have Bates garden, or Lavenders of the lake.  Stay tuned for that.

Much Love from Janet, Ken and Tucker

grapes and happy anniversary Ken…

Of course, now that the garlic is planted, it is time for the grapes.   We had extremely productive grapes at our last place and each year I would take cuttings, stick them in the ground and have whole new grape plants  the next year, so we had many of these “cuttings” to move on  ..with us.  I hope this area is as grape friendly as Scotch Creek was.

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Speaking of garlic, I found a few more huge garlic at Demilles in Salmon Arm on Wednesday,  and went to plant them, and thought I would try a different technique, because our backs were sore from bending down.  I had read where gardeners planting seedling plants would go along with a tube and just let each seedling plant drop down the tube, so thought I would try it with the garlic ….. and since we have a “plethora” of tubes around the property, I found THIS tube with a bend in it. The holes have been dug by the garlic planter, and so I just dropped the garlic down the tube……

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See the holes…..and the garlic just falls right into the hole with the root side down….

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and then I just cover it over with my foot….It was amazing… I think that the fact that the tube was bent, made the garlic clove pick up speed and hit the ground solid.

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image  So I am thinking that this invention could  revolutionize garlic planting and I am ALL FOR REVOLUTION….  I am thinking you could create a tube that has a side bag for holding the cloves….you could make different tubes different sizes for the different sized cloves.Thinking_Face_Emoji_large  AND…… how about a coffee cup holder….a place for your phone… OK nuff said.

Of course I would not be posting a blog about this if I believed that, imagebut it was QUITE a finding that could make the process easier. Now other pretty things to distract me along the way……. just look at these cool rocks I ran over with the tractor.

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who needs a rock saw when you have a tractor…

Yesterday was our 36th anniversary,  imageI could have sworn it was like… 38 years…. but we have been on this trip for a long time, with all of its ups, downs and ….them “BIG bumps in the road”.

I wrote this song about our journey, a few years ago, with a view into the future, looking at our parents, and how their journeys went. It is called WOULD IT STILL BE OK?

of course this is with our “brilliant” grandson, Talon.  Please have a listen it REALLY is a great love song.

Much love to all… Janet Ken and Tucker

 

the field behind the plow…..

Playing catch up is what we are up to……. catching this new property up to where the old property was at, not wanting to miss a beat.  We have had a wonderful harvest, at the last place, and if we play our cards right,….. we might…. just might… just have something similar, SMALLER, but similar next year…. We just cannot imagine a summer without raspberries.

So I started out with a hoe, and other simple implements preparing the beds for planting garlic.   LOTSA work.  Lotsa ROCKS….  I had this idea that we invite the rockhounding club out to look for rocks, show them all the wonderful rocks we have found here and … feel free to take any home with you………

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BUT… Ken had a better idea.  THIS wonderful blue thing is “Ken’s Idea”

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We started looking around at what “real” farmers were using, and thinking how much more we could grow without further impairing our precious backs…..(we ARE going to need them in the future)

WOW, what a difference it makes with the Bates project, MACHINE AGE……… We now have a tractor!  So we are now like………

 

“Green Acres is the place to be.
Farm livin’ is the life for me.
Land spreadin’ out so far and wide
Keep Manhattan, just give me that countryside. ”

 

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So we are now able to do a rough…. roughing up of the earth to make it softer, then we have the loan of this incredible Garlic barrel planter, that friends of ours have fashioned to make the indentations in the “soft ground” at just the right distances.  Scary tool!

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The holes look something like this (until Tucker walks all over them) img_5250

So the deal is, you just put the garlic cloves into these holes and cover them over. (making sure that the pointy side is up)

And that is that!   …..our soil looks pretty good, but it is totally without any organic component, so we have had a large load of “hog fuel” delivered.  Hog fuel is basically leftovers at the “mill” of SPF  spruce, pine, fir.

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Here is the garden planted, 4 long rows of garlic, 4500, garlic.   4 Fruit trees on the right, and black berries and raspberries up along the bank where you cannot see.

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and from the other side, a little while later…

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I feel so much better that the earth is covered….no longer naked.

Ready to persevere the cold winter.

We hope so.

Much love to all Janet Ken and Tucker

 

well well well …….

WELL …it turns out that there is more than just gravel on this property. We have found some of the most beautiful rocks here…. many even better than we find down south in the winter.  I haven’t posted anything here because we have not had our saw up and running to be able to cut them…… but sometimes I am just not good at waiting….. Here is one I found today that has faint amethyst colouring, with waterline agate at the bottom. We have heard that there are amethyst in the area.

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This one we did cut before we packed up our saw.   Beautiful blue banding, this is either opal/agate, or some kind of jasper.

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thinking that this one is Jade

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some other kind of agate…..  This all makes weeding in the garden easier, because you never know when you are going to come across a really cool rock.image

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But the real …well well well…. was about our well. We did get power Friday and septic a few weeks ago, but we still do not have water, awaiting the… “putting in of the pump”  part of getting water.  The well was done a few months ago, but the pump needed to be dropped down and I found it kind of interesting, so if YOU find it interesting, here is the story.  Despite having done this house thing several times, we have never been so “intimately involved” in the well process.

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So you can see in front of the ladder a 6 inch pipe, that is essentially the well,  It goes down 40 feet, and there is a good supply of water. HOWEVER, it needs a pump to get it up and onwards to our house.  THIS IS THE PUMP.img_5151

It is attached to power, and a 1 1/2 inch pipe, and this will go down 28 feet….. to where the water is.  So it will be immersed in the water.

This is a rather precarious position, a ladder over the hole with 2 2x6s, and me standing on the end as a counter weight, taking pictures image  NICE VIEWimg_5153

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Then this is the key to the whole project, it is called a “pitless adaptor”, and although none of this made any sense to me when Ken was explaining it all to me ……., it turned out to be important…. read on.

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AND THIS is what the pitless adaptor, adapts to. This picture is from the outside of the well about 8 feet down.  So Ken dropped down the pipe attached to the pitless adaptor, and it snugged up right next to this brass fitting.

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So I watched from here for the pitless adaptor to line up with this fitting…. and presto, it just clicked into place….. so that we could attach THIS

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…. and then THIS

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and this photo is taken further back showing the pipe leading into the underground trench… and the precarious platform.

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So our fresh water indicator is RED in the motor home, meaning that we are close to running out of water. Not a big deal, we have wine….. and tomorrow is another day.

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thank goodness for “another days”.

Much Love to all from Janet, Ken and Tucker (who is starting to make this place his own)

 

 

 

 

 

 

Don’t wish your life away……

My mother always told me when I was young that I was going to wish my life away, it was always something I could not wait for… Christmas, Halloween, my birthday…. the last day of work before leaving on holidays, the last final exam……and she was right.  I tend to get so excited for a day to pass, and then….. all of a sudden it is gone.   September 27th has come and gone, just like that. (and it just reminded me of my mum)

We essentially sold our house 2.5 months ago and September 27th was the closing date. It has been stressful purchasing another property,  before getting the funds from the first.  Doing things in this order DOES have its advantages though, it has allowed us the time to get totally set up at the new property before we needed to be out of the last.  It has also allowed us the time to move our stuff.  AND we were taking the final load out of the house the morning of the  “deal closing”.   We did manage to get the compost and the last pile of wood chips.  ……and  we have now…..officially “moved on”

Here is a final picture with a few things remaining in garage

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the place we left behind……..

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kitchen

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shower downstairs…..

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It was a nice house and tonite someone else is making it into “their home”.

I guess, even though the deal had no subject to’s, we have worried for all this time that something might fall through…. and we might be in a financial bind   .image.png

So yesterday finally came and the money got deposited, and AMAZINGLY, BC hydro showed up to hook our power up at the new place.  (We HAD been given a 2 week window of possible hook up days. ( Like so many things you are waiting for, all seem to happen at the same time)img_5132

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True hero’s …. these guys image.pngTwo things that come to mind, I can now plug my car in at home, and Ken can start drying the apples and pears.

We shall now start to focus on the garden, and it is amazing that the “cover crops” I had planted are actually coming up.

Buckwheat..

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Daikon radish

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Bean sprouts

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Fall Rye…..

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So happy to be getting something starting to grow, so I have something to” tend to”…. so as not to miss Scotch Creek too much.  Actually we are not sentimental at all, and the hardest thing to leave behind is the dirt that I spent 8 years building up.  I just wish I could have gotten a loader and a dump truck and brought all of the dirt with us. I am sure the new owners might have been a tad disappointed though.

image.pngLove Janet, Ken and Tucker (who seems to be coming to terms with where we live now)

 

the harvest WILL be preserved!!!

On top of moving, we are also madly trying to save whatever we can of our garden for the fall.  We have had a wonderful year, this year,  with great harvests of heirloom tomatoes, potatoes, and zucchini.  In fact, we have never had more potatoes than we did this year, so pretty much every dinner involves tomato, potato, zucchini and garlic. or some combination of 3 of them.img_5055

We also have parsley growing everywhere at our Scotch Creek house, because I had a plant that went to seed last year. So parsley is making it into many dishes as well.  I have saved all of the seed heads of all of the plants that went to seed this year, and scattered them all over the garden area, with the hopes that they will provide some competition for the weeds that are already flourishing in the newly “ploughed” area. So with any luck, next year we should have volunteer dill, parsley, carrots, Japanese lettuce…. and much more.

We are pretty sure we can achieve similar harvests to this year with the veggies, but the fruit…. not so much.  We are especially sad to be giving up the 2 asian pear trees, as it will take a few years to get newly planted fruit trees up to the volumes our Scotch Creek trees produce.img_5056

AND especially important…. our wonderful  grandson Talon (shown here with his lovely mum, Sarah) LOVES pears.  So we are taking a 5 gallon bucket to them today so he can eat OUR pears.img_5034-1

We have another bucket that we will dry ….. once we get power…..HOPEFULLY in time, before they get too ripe.

Tucker is struggling a little with all of this back and forth, I cannot begin to imagine what is going on in his head, he tends to avoid getting out of the car with trips back and forth, and other times he refuses to get IN the car.img_5009

He creeped over the our neighbours yard (in Scotch Creek) and skulked off with a stuffed ninja turtle, and brought it up to our new place. I cannot give the toy back now because it is covered in MUD.

With regards to the “moving” we are doing, I thought I would show some pictures of a device Ken bought at Canadian tire this year that has revolutionized the process. It is a new dolly with additional settings that has allowed Ken to move most of the larger items more easily.

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It’s all about levers and inclined planes. (physics)  So if anyone has a “move” somewhere in their horizons, definitely a “must have”.  Ken Loves his new tool.

Much love to all, Janet, Ken and Tucker (the confused little dog)