Our watchful dog

I think I enjoy Patty as much as the alpacas. She's beautiful, she's sweet, and she's the best behaved dog I have ever had.

This is Patty, checking out the stranger taking pictures in the field. "Hey, you, stay away from my alpacas!"

Attack of the Mulberries

A few years ago, we discovered a mulberry tree growing in the fence line across the field. The mulberries were sweet, and delicious to eat right off the tree. So, the next spring, my husband took a cutting of the tree to plant in our yard. He lovingly tended it and watered it for a while. Then, one day, it fell victim to the lawn mower (ouch). We were crushed.

A few weeks later, we made a startling discovery: there were mulberry trees already in the yard. (I told you, we're city kids). One of the trees was at least 12 feet tall, and loaded down with fruit. There was another tree growing next to it, and one next to our old stone building, and behind the house. Now that I know what they look like, I see them everywhere! They're almost as bad as the purple coneflowers...


Here's my very own recipe for Berry Lemon Cobbler. The first time I made it, my husband wrinkled his nose...until he tried it. The tartness of the lemon plays perfectly off the sweetness of the mulberries.

Ingredients:
1 whole lemon
3 tbsp white sugar
2 1/2 - 3 cups berries
3/4 cup brown sugar (if using a tarter berry like blueberries, increase to 1 cup)
1 3/4 cup biscuit mix
3/4 cup milk
2 tsp vanilla
1/4 cup white sugar

Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
Zest lemon into small bowl. Add 3 tbsp white sugar, stir to combine, and set aside.
Pour berries into 8 x 8 pan. (Berries should cover bottom of pan completely)
Sprinkle brown sugar evenly over berries
Squeeze remainder of lemon evenly over berry / sugar mix
Stir together biscuit mix, milk, vanilla, and 1/4 cup white sugar. Batter will be stiff.
Drop batter by the spoonful (a spring loaded ice cream scoop is perfect) over the berry / sugar mix in pan. You should have 10 - 12 spoonfuls.
Sprinkle lemon zest / sugar mix over the top of the batter.
Bake at 350 degrees for 30 minutes, or until golden brown.

Delicious served warm with whipped cream.

This New Barn

Pictures of the new barn. Enjoy!

Raspberries

It's raspberry season! The crop is a little small this year, but the berries we have are very nice. They freeze well too. $2 / pint pre-picked, $1 / pint if you do the work.

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Our little herd

I couldn't resist - here's one more picture with all of the alpacas, and Patty too.

To Spray or Not To Spray

I'm a gardener. Well, first and foremost, I LOVE to eat....and cook. It's so much fun to go out in the garden every day and see what's ripe and is ready for picking / canning / freezing / jam. Last week, we were eating mulberries and radishes. This week, it's raspberries and tomatoes.

People always ask if we're "going organic". I truthfully don't know how to answer that. My growing philosophy is simple: I don't plant anything that needs to be coddled. I plant it, water it, and say "good luck to you". I do occasionally weed, but that's about it.

I think we ingest enough nasty stuff already, through the air and water, so I don't put chemicals on my food. We've had decent luck with our fruit with that philosophy. Yes, our peaches were a little buggy last year, but we still had a plentiful yield. We also had significant hail damage with our apples this year, but no spray in the world will help that. The raspberries don't seem to mind at all.



However, our bottom line is derived from a much simpler place: my boys. They go out in the yard, pick something off the vine / tree / bush, and in the mouth it goes. They love to eat vegetables (even broccoli and asparagus) because they watch it grow (and probably helped along the way). I never want to lose that freedom.

The Alpacas Are Here!

Yes, it's true. All of our hard work over the past few months has paid off, and we have now (finally) taken delivery of the alpacas.

For now, the two boys and two girls will be sharing a pasture, but eventually, we will separate them. A few observations:

-If you have alpacas peeking out of a livestock trailer, people WILL inevitably ask about them. "Are those llamas"? No, they're alpacas. "Cool! I love Waupacas". Umm...okay....


-Alpacas are very curious, like cats. I think they like to watch us as much as we watch them. But, don't try to pet them, unless it was THEIR idea.

-Boys stick together (and so do girls). For a while today, I was having flashbacks to a junior high school dance. The boys were on one side of the pasture, the girls were on the other, and there was a whole lotta space separating them.

-Alpacas DO have a communal dung pile. Well, in our case, there are two communal piles. You guessed it: one for the boys, the other for the girls. I'd like to say there was a fancy ritual for picking the spot, but it seemed like it was the first place someone squatted. (Sorry. We're alpaca people now. Dung will now occupy a significant portion of our conscious thought.)


I know: all the posts have been about the critters lately. It is raspberry season, and the peaches are not far behind, so check back for updates on the fruitier end of our operation.