Carla Burke

Megan Palmer wrote:

John C Daley wrote:Carla,

because our labor, time, & spoons are worth more to us, than the $5

What are the spoons you speak of please?

Spoons are an expression for the available energy we have

https://permies.com/t/48536/spoon-theory

Exactly - and, physical, mental, and emotional "spoons" all count. Those of us with disabilities often start our days very low on available spoons, sometimes with none, and sometimes even in a deficit. All in comparison with how we would be, sans those disabilities.

John's upscale version of a Tuscan dish, with Italian sausage, parmesan, mushrooms, black olives, garlic, onions, diced tomatoes, spinach, and a hit off heavy cream. If we weren't still doing keto, it would have been over pasta. Funny thing is that I have a couple of volunteer spaghetti squash in the kitchen, and he didn't think to use one... Not that it needed it - so good!

I dragged out the paints yesterday, that I remembered being watercolors... WRONG!! It's a brand new pack of 12 (moderate quality) guoache paints! So, these videos will probably come in very handy. I filled a mini pan with each color, tucked them into an old mints tin, and set them out to dry. So, I'll be trying them out both from the tube, for the creaming version and from the pan, for the grainier and more watercolor-like/less opaque version. I'm kinda excited to try both!

I move critter bedding (goats, sheep, & chickens) from a big pile, as needed, year 'round. I use the deep bedding method, so it comes out to the pile as I can get around to it, all spring & summer, then I begin to let it build up in the barn & coop, starting about now, to keep the critters warm - it composts in place, and just smells earthy, by spring.

Like Joylynn, I don't mess with leaves, until they're all off the trees. We live in the woods - I would never get anything else done, otherwise. Even then, we only move them from where we need safe paths, and use the leaf blower to blow them next to all the raised beds & on the big shade garden. Then they get picked up and distributed as needed.

Beyond that, in about November, before the first snow, I round up all the tools and get them cleaned up & 'put away'. Over winter, when there's time, I'll sharpen edges, and oil them. No tomato cages, here - just bamboo poles, which also get collected. But, the livestock takes top priority, so while all the above is always planned, it rarely *all* gets done, before I run out of steam, especially since I'm still planting stuff. Today, I put saffron crocus corms into the huge containers, around my fig trees. Next week, I'll be planting garlic and maybe some of those many perennial herbal & medicinal flower seeds that do better planted in the autumn. Hope springs eternal...

Whole lemon-roasted chicken (Wednesday). The carcass is in the slow cooker, with about 2/3 of the meat pulled from the bone & in the fridge, to make soup, after the broth is done.

My dad used to kill & eat them. It's one of the few animals he processed that I never helped with, though I did eat some. In fact, he fed us some the first time he met John, lol. It was actually good - reminded me of pot roast.

Buffalo chicken, tonight. Didn't even bother with sides, other than pickles.

I second everything Megan said - interesting to me, considering we're on opposite sides of the world. I grew up on a mixture of game & farmed animals, including both game rabbits & our own farmed rabbits. I do prefer the taste of the game over farmed, but enjoy both, and raised my kids on both, as well.

As far as flavor & texture distinction between various farm-raised rabbit breeds, I can't address that. I don't recall us raising a specific breed, for meat, though at one point, we had roughly 150 of them (large family & we sold some). I remember a wide variety of colors, though.

Mustgoes, aka, leftovers! I'm good with them. It doesn't get much easier, and I don't know about y'all, but mustgoes almost always seem even better, than freshly made. Some things more than others, of course - like soups, stews, chili, casseroles...