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It’s that time of year again when the leaves are turning and the smell of charred factory-farmed animal carcass wafts in great meaty waves through the Northwoods of Wisconsin.  That’s right, Beef-a-Rama 2012.  This was its 48th year, and we went again with our friends Steve and Lisa.

We were walking out of The Christmas Chalet and I saw our shadows. HA!

Everyone say “Moooooo!”

Say “Mooooo!” We get excited when we have a theme.

This is our good “us” picture from the trip.

And then I made him laugh.

And then he made ME laugh.

I went for a walk in the woods and the leaves were breathtaking.

I came across a little Christmas tree, decorated by the towering hardwoods around it.

So I gathered up a big, beautiful handful…

…and arranged them for someone else to find on THEIR walk.

Most of our free time was absorbed in putting together a 1000 piece puzzle. I can’t really explain why, except that it seemed like a good idea at the time.

There was a day trip to the Three Lakes Winery, which would have been pretty fantastic if either a) they gave tours any other day than Monday (we were there on a Friday), or b) I drank. Of course, every winery tour needs a designated driver.

The three amigos.

While they were all tasting wine, I visited the ladies room, which had this fascinating vintage poster. What an awesome idea. It’s OK, Mom, they’re sanitized, and easy to swallow. LOVE. IT.

When we got home, our sweetheart Jessica had evidently organized a welcoming committee.

The next day Jessica had school, but I had the day off, so Abby and I went to a park and ate our lunches. After she played for an hour, we took some silly pictures.

Heh.

All too soon, Abby’s first day of 4K was on Friday. Sniffle.

In the car on the way to school, I could tell she was devastated too. Sigh.

Today, however, we were all together and at the pumpkin farm. They had a really good deal on pumpkins.

Many trips were made. Many pumpkins were gathered.

Did I mention that it was $28/carload day at the pumpkin farm?

With 55 pumpkins, we amortized at around $.50 per pumpkin. It was a STEAL. I’m not sure what we’re going to do with 55 pumpkins, but we have a pretty long driveway. I know Richard also wants to do some vertical pumpkin decorating. Things could get interesting around here in the next few days.

I hope you have a wonderful week.  Please leave a comment if you can think of anything more interesting/productive to do with 55 non-pie pumpkins other than appearing insane to our neighbors.

OMG, it just occurred to me that we are pumpkin hoarders.  Note to self:  Don’t take the SUV to $28/carload day at the pumpkin farm.  Zee pumpkins, zay are eem-possible to re-seest.

Ideas.  Please.  Comment.

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The past couple of weeks have just flown by, haven’t they?  Making lunches in the evening has thrown me off my blogging rhythm and I haven’t posted anything BUT lunches in a few weeks.  Even I’m bored with lunch posts.  Let’s mix it up a little by showing you what the family and I have been doing with all the OTHER hours in the days.

Jessica’s birthday party was a hoot.  We made mini-pizzas, then went to Skateland for a couple of hours, and then came back for presents and a great big non-healthy happy birthday ice cream cake.  While the pizza crusts were baking, I stood just outside of Jessica’s door and listened for a minute.  Ohhhh, you think grown women gossip?  It’s nothing compared to five young ladies who haven’t seen each other much over the summer.  And poor Harvey the guinea pig right in the middle of it.

Do you like the cupcakes with the hearts on them?  Richard baked those.  All organic, right down to the sugar he used to MAKE the fondant.  He amazes me with his diversity of interests.  I think we could probably be married 100 years and I’d still be in awe of what he can accomplish when he sets his mind to it.

We put up tomatoes – about 40 lbs worth.  Vacuum-sealed and frozen, the gift of organic, heirloom, homegrown tomatoes from our friends Dennis and Ann will see us happily through the winter.

My twelve-year-old cats Jezebel and Raina do NOT like to sleep in close proximity to each other very often.  I caught them in the act of recharging their solar-powered purrs together.

My BFF Katie and her husband Ron just had their baby boy last weekend.  His name is Elijah, and he is full of squirm.  Sometimes it was actually hard to hold him because he just wanted to MOVE – at 36 hours old.  Oh, Katie is going to have her hands full with him and her 30 month-old!

Richard looks damn good with a baby.  I had to excuse myself after I took this picture of him to go to the restroom and have a little cry.  I was overwhelmed with the feeling that we were robbed of those months/years with our girls, since we adopted them at 15 months (Abby) and 7 years old (Jessica).  99% of the time I am overwhelmed with gratitude when I think of how our girls came to us.  The other 1% just rips my heart in half.

Richard and I went looking for cookie cutters (for lunches, of course) at a Goodwill on Friday night.  We found a $5 bee costume in Abby’s size.  She was thrilled with it.  After yanking on some tights and wiggling into the suit, she ran out, hands flapping, sing-songing “Buzz, buzzzzzz, buzzy, buzzzzy, buzzzz!” as she skipped towards the hives.  For the next half hour she WAS a bee – gathering pollen and nectar, flying back to the hive to drop it off, and of course that other very common honey bee activity, swinging.

And finally, my newest haircut.  Richard loves me for who I am, warts and all.  Or maybe that should be short hair and all.  Because deep, deep in his heart, Richard wishes his pretty wife had long pretty hair.  I’m sorry, honey, but short hair makes me feel happy and free and energized.  I’ve gotta run with that feeling, and squeeze it for all it’s worth.  Maybe one day long hair will make me feel that way.  Here’s hoping, for your sake.

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Tiny hive, tiny beekeeper.

Abby gently smoking the bees with help from Mom and beekeeper Chris

Abby looking down into the hive with a little help from Mom

Jessica donned Abby’s bee suit and some winter boots (we are taking no chances, LOL) for a closer look.

Jess is avidly watching the activity in the nuc we combined with my garden hive.

Chris is a good teacher. He tries to make sure he explains what he’s looking for, what he’s planning, and what we should be thinking about in the next month or so every time he comes by.

Family trip to Milwaukee’s Urban Ecology Center, with friends Steve and Lisa. The Eat Local Resource Fair was going on with samples and food from local real food restaurants, cheesemakers, kombucha makers, and of course my favorite locally produced sprouted bread from Cybros (The Sprouted Bakehouse). There were free workshops on interesting topics. One I attended was how to buy meat straight from the farmer.

Watching the minnows at the Urban Ecology Center. Yes, we ARE easily amused, why do you ask?

A rock wall at the Urban Ecology Center! How exciting! What was that? Did we climb it? Oh, HELLS no.

Richard, you are giving me gray hair! Where do you think you are, in a greenhouse??

Are you kidding me?? NOW I’m aging.  Abigail Walker Taft!!

Smoothie freezie pops. I’m getting prepared for making real food lunches for the kids. I tied up the ends with silly bands so they’ll fit into their EasyLunchBoxes and they’ll get a fun little bonus to wear the rest of the day. Now, into the freezer they go!

We made pizza a few nights ago and had a ton of extra pizza sauce leftover. I’m freezing it in an ice cube tray so I can put together real food build-your-own-pizza school lunches.

Cute and colorful whole wheat banana muffins for the kids’ lunches. I’m freezing them so I just have to grab a couple every night as I put their lunch boxes together.

Jessica helped make the muffins and wanted me to take a picture of her doing something funny. She gets a kick out of seeing herself on the blog.  My Jessie cracks me up.

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Yup, my kids walk on water.

We went to Madison last Saturday and stumbled across a blues festival in Atwood. Good music, and we ate at a vegetarian cafe called The Green Owl. Also saw a man go through the stoplight on a moped, wearing only sandals, a nude-colored marble-bag g-string, and a CAPE. You can’t make this stuff up. Turns out the guy rides all over town like this. He stopped at one stoplight and the woman in the car next to him told him she liked his red cape better than the silver on he was wearing. Did I mention that I Googled him and found he “tweets” as MadDogBry? Craziness must get just the right light, food, and water in Madison so that it grows like weeds.

Richard as a superhero. Or maybe just a dad who was ordered by his 3-year old to carry her fleece blanket because “my feet are too tired”. So of COURSE he tied it around his neck and pretended to be taking off to fight crime.

Got my new Vitamix today. Don’t get too close or I might accidentally grab you and make you into a smoothie.

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Girl time by the pool

I don’t really have a theme for this post except Holy Cow I Haven’t Posted Since July 3rd.  Lots has happened but nothing that stands on its own.

I did get the new garden hive painted and established.  The nuc moved in about 10 days (?) ago.  I haven’t gotten any good pictures of it yet though so bear with me.  I’ve been letting them settle in so they can get their bearings before I open the hive back up.

I painted the new hive before we went on vacation in June

The hive in its final resting spot on a hot summer evening.

Our original special ladies, bearding up on a sultry summer night.

Other than that, we’ve been plugging away at trying not to melt.  We only have A/C in our bedroom.  On nights like tonight when it’s 10:14 pm and still 90 degrees outside, we’re all bunking in our bedroom.  The girls are on an air mattress snoozing away as I type.

Oh, and I got our Facebook page up, finally!  http://facebook.com/FarmersTaft.

Well, that’s about it for tonight.  If it’s not already apparent, I am also suffering from severe Blogger Block.  Any ideas on how to crack it, fellow bloggers???

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What follows is a parade of real food we cooked and enjoyed on our vacation a few weeks ago.  Now, we were on vacation, so we strayed a bit from the real food path at times.  Wine, tortilla chips, and salsa were devoured (don’t panic, they were organic).  Hot fudge sundaes were relished (soooo not organic).  Squeaky-fresh cheese curds were munched (who the hell cares, they were so fresh they squeaked – exceptions must be made).  On the way home in one last hurrah at a gas station, I ate Twinkies.  TWINKIES.  Two of ‘em.  They cost me $1.19 and my processed food sobriety chips.  I am proud to say, however, I have been back on clean food since then.

Is there anything pictured that you’d like the recipe for?  Leave a comment and I will happily oblige.

Pastured beef burgers and watermelon

Veggie sandwiches on sprouted 7-grain toast and peaches

Bourbon steak-topped stuffed portabellas with smoked mozzarella

Chicken Sandwiches

Whole wheat pancakes with real maple syrup, and a glass of strawberries and blueberries

Whole wheat bread, pastured butter, apple slices, broccoli and cauliflower salad, and charcoal-grilled chicken pieces

Thick-rolled oatmeal made with whole milk, maple syrup, walnuts, yogurt, and fresh blueberries

Sprouted 7-grain toast with pastured butter, and scrambled eggs with broccoli

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Cottage #2 at Hilltop Cottages Resort

Last week my family and I had a lovely vacation at this little cottage we rented for the week.  Our friends Steve and Lisa have been going to Hilltop for many years and contacted us when a cottage opened up for the same week in June that they always go.  We reserved it immediately.  So not only did we have a great vacation, we also got to spend lots of time with our best friends.

There are ten cottages at Hilltop.  Cottage #2 is small, functional, spotless, and welcoming, with a well-equipped kitchen.  Four rooms and a screen porch with a gorgeous view of the lake.

Richard and I planned the menu together and brought all of our groceries up in coolers that we stashed in the boat.

Four kayaks were available to take out on the lake anytime we liked, no charge.  Same with the paddleboats.  We also hauled along our beat-up aluminum fishing boat and docked it there for free, so we could just untether it and go fishing at the drop of a hat.  There were two duck families that camped out on the lake shore.  One Mama Mallard had ten babies, and the other had eleven.  They’d eat the bread right out of your hand, and sometimes the baby ducks would miss their target and you’d feel their raspy little bill close on and scrape along your finger.  It was so darned cute.  Then of course each cottage came with its own chipmunk who would hop right up in your hand and eat the peanut right there.  It was like we lived in a northwoods version of a Disney movie for a week.

The kids were constantly down at the lake (Abby with her life jacket on!) playing on the shoreline, finding snail shells, going out in the paddleboat, and just generally being kids in the sunshine.

Jess and I went out on the kayaks early one morning and observed the loons with their baby, and listened to their calls carrying across the still, peaceful lake.

All four of us went fishing almost daily and caught lots of little bluegills.  Richard and Jess cleaned them out in the clean and spacious fishhouse.

In between, there was lots of family time, some shopping in town (with a very happy Jessica spending her saved-up allowance), time with Lisa, mini-golf, horseback riding, and general all-around goofiness.

 

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It was raining cats and dogs on the way up north to the cabin but we still had to have lunch, picnic weather or not!  Richard cut up a large bin of carrots and celery and grilled up some flattened chicken thighs on Thursday in preparation for today’s lunch.  I sliced up a tomato, onion, and avocado, and assembled sandwiches for everyone.  While straddling the boat tongue under the hatch of our Honda Pilot at a gas pump in a downpour.  People, if you are determined to eat real food, I’m here to tell you that with a little preparation, it is possible under ANY circumstances!

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Tiny little flowers Abby and Jess picked for me

What a weekend!

Rhubarb pre- and post-hacking.

This basket is much fuller than it appears.  Trick photography.  Then, the final gallon-size bag of rhubarb for future goodies.

Abby and Jess ran through the sprinkler on Saturday during our unseasonably warm, pre-rain 90 degree day.  Afterwards, Abby wanted to watch her “bee friends”, so she curled up by the hive entrance to watch them all working.

How much do you love those little toes peeking out from under the towel?  I didn’t think it was going to get this warm this soon, so I hadn’t bought her a running-through-the-sprinkler suit yet.  She’s wearing one of those suits with the floaties built into it, which is why she looks like she has a belt of bricks around her middle.

We have a very thick row of strawberry plants that we moved last fall to be out from under the eaves.  They are loaded with little green berries.  Their production may actually outpace the kids and the birds this year!

We had a campfire in the backyard Saturday night, complete with s’mores.  No, I did not make the graham crackers or marshmallows.  We DID use a Green & Black Organic milk chocolate bar though.  I’d have to say that I do not have the same taste for s’mores that I used to.  Next time I think I will make the grahams because Nabisco isn’t doing it for me anymore.  Anybody got any ideas for marshmallow substitutes, or a decent recipe?  I don’t know how you’d make marshmallows without processed ingredients, considering I’ve never seen a marshmallow tree nor do I expect to in my lifetime.  Well, I guess one shouldn’t underestimate Monsanto’s gene technology, though.  So really, there might be a jet-puffed marshmallow tree at some point.  But I wouldn’t eat them anyways because they’d be GMO marshmallows.  So, moot point.

Richard with his two girls, and his new compost bins he made last week.  He got the pallets for the compost bins for $2 apiece on, you guessed it, Craigslist.  He has alerts set up with keywords so as soon as any postings are put up he gets an email alert.

On Sunday we called on a craigslist listing for retaining wall blocks.  The guy wanted $50 for 75 of them, then $.50/block after that.  We ended up with 200+ blocks for $110.  We had to disassemble the guy’s retaining wall and load them up on our 8-foot trailer, and it took us 3 trips altogether.  We only live about 5 minutes away from where they were so it wasn’t that big of a deal, except it was 90 degrees out and starting to rain, so we managed to get it all done in a little under two hours.  It’s such a good feeling to be able to be in such a win-win situation, with reusing materials and getting a great deal on it at the same time.

And…. you’re not going to believe what we else we got on Sunday.  We are going to disassemble it on June 2nd with the help of some family and friends.  Want to see?

Yes!  We found it on Craigslist.  It’s a 50′ x 20′ galvanized steel frame greenhouse.  The two endcaps are polycarbonate, and it comes with the blower motor for the double-paned plastic walls, and the ventilation fan, and all the wiring.  It’s gorgeous.  Right now it’s over a pool, but the new owner of the house it’s at wants to fill the pool in and get rid of the greenhouse so we were able to make a great deal for both of us.  We are going to grow so much stuff in this thing!

Bonus points if you recognized the post title as the title of a Calvin and Hobbes book.

(This post also shared here on http://FrugallySustainable.com.)

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After seeing the documentary Fresh, we decided a family trip to Growing Power would be a great idea.  Growing Power is a non-profit organization and land trust that was created in Milwaukee, Wisconsin by its founder and CEO, Will Allen.  The original Community Food Center is located in what is still considered a food desert, with the average resident needing to travel 3 miles to get to fresh produce.  However, this is cut down from 5 miles, which is what it was before Growing Power was created.

From the website:

“Community Food Centers are local places where people can learn sustainable practices to grow, process, market, and distribute food.  The prototype for Community Food Centers, as mentioned in our mission, is the Growing Power facility at 5500 W. Silver Spring Drive in Milwaukee, Wisconsin.  This historic two-acre farm is the last remaining farm and greenhouse operation in the City of Milwaukee.  Since 1999, our Community Food Center has provided a wonderful space for hands-on activities, large-scale demonstration projects, and for growing a myriad of plants, vegetables, and herbs.  In a space no larger than a small supermarket live some 20,000 plants and vegetables, thousands of fish, and a livestock inventory of chickens, goats, ducks, rabbits, and bees.”

How inspiring!  We are in the process of planning a greenhouse complete with aquaponics.  It will probably go on the 30′ x 50′ cement pad out back.  We’re thinking a geodosic dome would be the way to start.  It’s efficient to heat and inexpensive to build compared to standard greenhouses.  We could use the vertical space efficiently too.  Richard is reading a book right now called The Essential Urban Farmer (Carpenter and Rosenthal, 2011).  It’s written like a textbook so it’s very easy to follow with lots of illustrations, great ideas, and frugal approaches to start-up and problem-solving.  The authors have proven that their ideas work through their own experiences with urban farming.  All in all, a great book to read, learn from, and reference going forward.

I’m reading The American Way of Eating (McMillan, 2012).  Tracie McMillan goes undercover in the fields of California, a Michigan Wal-Mart, and a New York Applebees to discover why the working poor eat the way they do.  I’m about halfway through and so far she hasn’t covered much about food.  I wonder if that’s the point, that the working poor are so busy surviving that there’s not much energy left to focus on food.  Well, I guess I am being a bit disingenous – of course that’s her point.  This makes food deserts even more defeating.  If you barely have energy or resources to obtain and prepare food when it’s readily available, how are you going to afford go the extra mile (or five, or ten round-trip) to obtain fresh produce?

This is a real problem, and one that costs billions of dollars in healthcare every year.  There’s no monetary motivation for companies to make whole, fresh produce available when there is much more money to be made from processed foods.  It’s the seed companies, the fertilizer and pesticide companies, the pharmaceutical companies (who supply the antibiotics in the CAFO chicken, pork, and beef feed), and the food processing companies who make the real money, not the farmer who grows the food.  General Mills’ biggest profit center is their cereal division.  They’re taking the most inexpensive commodity available (GMO corn subsidized by the government, aka the taxpayer) and charging a premium by making it into many different forms that are essentially the same product.  This is what is in the middle aisles of the local supermarket; aisles and aisles of the same three ingredients in different iterations.  GMO soy, GMO corn, and GMO canola.

I’m not really sure where we’re going with this greenhouse we’re planning.  I don’t think it’s going to end with us being merely self-sustaining.  I think I’ve got too much to bitch about for that to be the case.  Apparently Richard and I have too much energy for it to end there as well, because we wore out the chicklets at Growing Power.

This post was also entered in the blog hop over at Frugally Sustainable

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