Mark has been drying apples during his convalescence. A steady 'whir' from the dehydrator when the sun is shining (being off the grid and mostly solar powered) and our propane oven running at 170 degrees he does about 3 gallons of apples a day from the many apple trees' windfall. Today he is also drying some on a slow burning fire. We will see how that goes, but so far the oven method has the perk of filling our home with a delicious apple pie smell. The production seems slow, but the four of us here graze constantly ;) Johanna thinks they might be the perfect desert.
|12 gallons apples = 2 gallon dried|
|After she got home from surgery|
Since June I have paid the bills, but not kept an account of expenses. I've just been shoving the receipts in a file. This file has been hanging over my head and bouncing around in my thoughts each night as I try to go to sleep. My sickness time is the perfect time to get a handle on this. Only thing is that it always makes me grouchy. Like a bear, grouchy. So with the coughing comes some growling. Sounds like fun, huh?
On a good note, the new calves are doing great and,while we are having to feed due to the shortage of grass this year, our cows are holding their weight too. They live the good life.
|definitely got milk|
|dinner roll out|
We live a good life too.
|fresh eggs from our hens|
|lettuce from the garden|
|sweet corn too|
|tasty heirloom tomatoes|
|our home and yard|