This week on the farm has been a busy one. We’ve been planting, transplanting and seeding, building an egg mobile for our chickens, playing with goats, going to the market and hunting for wily wild edibles. Last Saturday was the first market where we brought something we actually grew this year. Cress, spinach, and radishes were the bounty for this week.
Last week I made pickled ramps. To my surprise I sold every single jar I brought. I made more this week and before the market had even started I had a woman wanting two buy to more jars from me. I have to say they are pretty delicious and coupled with sharp cheddar cheese they make a mean snack or appetizer.
Esther and Isla have been devouring the pasture’s greenery, Esther continues to make me want to believe she is carrying kids. Her udder has grown from the size of a grapefruit to about the size of a cantaloupe. Her belly has gotten more taught and when I pull up I feel like there are small hooves kicking or tiny heads head butting me, but I might be imagining things.
We finally got the chickens out to pasture, I put them in with the goats last week but Isla wouldn’t stop eating their tail feathers while they were trying to lay their eggs so I put them back in their coop for the week. Then a few days before were going to move them into their new pasture we had one of our bard rocks killed by a hawk. Since the chickens are so large they can’t carry them away so I went to down to feed them a treat to find a chicken carcass with its heart torn out, apparently all they want is the heart and possibly some of the more delectable intestines, everything else isn’t worth the risk of getting caught I guess. Josh buried it in our compost heap where the other chicken was buried this winter.
My now six hens have their own pasture behind the goats pecking away at what the goats have left behind and lounging about in their swanky new hen wagon.
The apples have finally bloomed so I can change our website photo to spring! We are hoping for no frost since our peach tree has also bloomed and last year the peach crop was destroyed by the late May frost. It has been a wet spring and all the rain has slowed us down, the black flies however are in hyper drive, I go to sleep itching and I wake up itching I’m hoping that once I am bit enough times I will become immune to their irritating effects.
We harvested cattails this week, not enough to bring to market but enough to eat ourselves. Their shoots taste surprisingly of cucumbers and we have been eating them plain and in salads. We want to try pickling them to see what the result will be; I think it will be delicious.
I’ll be putting up some recipes for dandelions and other wild edibles this week. Anyone have some they would like to share? Anyone else finding new fun wild things to eat for dinner?