These past few weeks have been hectic, yet rewarding, with each day being better than the last. I have finally found stability in the last couple of days, and am more eager than ever to continue my search for basic wholesome living. I have managed to get a few canning projects done, but I fear I have missed some fruits and vegetables that I intended to put up or freeze. The rhubarb is pretty much gone, and though I managed to get a few jars of jam, I had many more ideas for the tart stalk. Also, I haven’t seen many radishes, though I think they will be in and out for awhile. My saddest fault was losing track of the asparagus. I tried to eat as much as a I could, but with prices at $9 a pound, I couldn’t afford to can any. Oh well, I guess a Bloody Mary is still a Bloody Mary without a pickled asparagus spear (but just barely).
Fast approaching are those summer coveted fruits: cherries, blueberries, and raspberries. I caught my first glimpse of the sweet beauties yesterday at the Saturday Farmers’ Market and now I am itching to get out pickin’. I, with the help of some friends, picked about 30lbs of strawberries recently. But unfortunately my timing was a thing to be scoffed at because family was to show up in the next couple days and then graduation and then more family and so on. So they are resting in the freezer until I have my chance to make jam out of them. This year I am think Strawberry Honey Jam and Strawberry Basil Jelly. I’ll report on that soon.
Stew, the rabbit, is getting pretty big. Shane and I are figuring about one more month before we breed and feed. (That sentence was loaded with horrible jokes, I apologize). But in all seriousness, we will hopefully be breeding him sometime within the next month, and because the male and female bunnies do not get along well (unless they are doing the deed) then we must immediately separate them, meaning we will basically eat Stew soon after.
These past couple months have given me a lot more respect for rabbits; they are cute to the ends of the earth, and will stop at nothing to try to escape. I recently tried to build Stew a run, just for a bit more space and leg room. It was just one problem after the next. I put up a little “picket” fence, and the first thing he tries to do is burrow under it. So while I am searching for rocks to put around the edges, the little shit tries to jump over. I stop my search for rocks and begin to put chicken wire over the top of the run. After the jumping problem was averted, I again go back to searching for rocks. When I turn and look back, half of his body is through the picket fence. So, needless to say, Stew is not allowed in his run. I can tell he has been mad at me ever since, he is constantly kicking water from his bowl up at me, spitting out strawberries I try to give him, and just overall snubbing me. Those tricky rabbits….
My attempt at a garden is going pretty well so far. There is very limited sunshine (especially as of late with all the constant rain) but the potatoes are ferociously taking over the garden, the few tomato plants we have are doing well, and everything is crawling along slowly. I am happy just as long as nothing dies.
Next projects coming up are canning of strawberries, cherries, and dilly beans. Also, I am planning on doing some more sewing of grocery bags and mainly just food related things. My canning recipes will be up within the next couple of days. Happy summer!