Respect for Farmers…

“Abraham Lincoln created the U.S. Department of Agriculture in 1862. At that time about 90 out of every 100 Americans were farmers. Today, that number has shrunk to just 2 out of every 100 Americans. Still the motto of the U.S. Department of Agriculture is the same today as it was nearly 150 years ago. Across the bottom of the official USDA seal, are the words “Agriculture is the foundation of manufacture and commerce.”

 When we finally moved in to the completed Homestead here, Mike was eager to get a large garden going and have a stand out front to sell some of the produce.  His grandfather had a fruit and vegetable store in West Haven years ago and something in the growing of produce has always held his interest. We’ve had a small  horse farm ever since we were married 24 years ago,  but didn’t devote any large piece of the land to vegetable gardening until recently.   We also have several hay fields at This Old House that need tending. 

 What we’ve learned in the past few years is …. Farming is  HARD WORK!.. and it’s truly a science.  It’s not hard to lose an entire crop to weather or over/under-fertilization or pest infestation.  I’ve gained tremendous respect for those who tend the soil and produce food for the masses.  I’m not talking about corporate “factory”  farms, but those who are down in the trenches, the fields, the barns, the soil… from sun up to sun down.  While we’re just a hobby farm with that small stand out front, there is enough toil here for us to appreciate those who are  feeding their families off the land and making a living at it too.  I urge you to support their efforts by buying local produce whenever possible.  Your body will thank you too! Not only is their produce healtheir for you… without them present in this country’s system we’re headed down a road we don’t want to go.

A very interesting article about Family farms and their plight… http://www.sustainabletable.org/issues/familyfarms/.

 We don’t have hay equipment, so a farmer in the area brings his equipment for atleast two cuttings each summer to cut and bale the hay. He takes most of it to feed his own animals, and leaves some of the hay for us.   The hay must be cut in dry weather conditions… there needs to be enough time to mow it, thresh it into rows, and then bale it with a haybaler.  Then the bales need to be picked up out of the field and stored in a dry loft where there is plenty of air circulation, so as to prevent mold, which makes them useless for feed.  Moldy hay can make a horse very sick.  If there is a rainy season, it’s hard to get this accomplished.  Yesterday the hay was cut in most of the fields here, some of it baled, and today, before the predicted rain, they’ll try to finish what they started.   Last year we had to throw our stored hay out because it had gotten wet and was stored too tightly.  When I opened a bail to feed the horses weeks later, the mold cloud forwarned me that the hay had been ruined.  Lesson learned.

Lesson No. 2
Weeding is a bitch.
The larger the garden plots you plant,
the more weeding you’ll have to do.
These are onions – competing with weeds
Lesson #3
If you’re gonna grow berries… you’ll have to protect them from the birds
if you plan to eat any yourself.
A very fine mesh works best.  These raspberry and blueberry bushes will have a covering
very shortly, as they are already being scoped out by the birds.

Lesson #4…
Peas are happiest when you give them ample room on both sides of
a mesh net fence to grow..free and clear of other clutter.
These are now as tall as me.
And let me tell ya… I’ve never been a pea eater until we grew them ourselves.
There is no comparison in taste to what you buy at the grocery store.
It’s that good.

I’ll never get tired of silver dew drops on broccoli leaves.

Lesson #5 – No matter how badly you want to say your produce is
ALL ORGANIC.. that’s really really hard to do.  Organic farming is a very difficult
time consuming thing, and it’s not a precise science. 
That’s why your organic produce in the store is more expensive than the factory farm standard.
  Worthy practice  Absolutely…
but it’s oooh, sooo easy to want to grab that insecticide or fertilizer and sprinkle it all over
to get the easier results.   We’re doing as much of this as organically as we can,
but the temptation is there. 

Lesson #6. About those chickens…
Yes, they’re really easy.. and I love them dearly!
Those eggs are just incredible tasting, and better for you
if you feed your chickens properly.
Chickens love to free range, and if you can do so, although there are hazards…
(fox, coyote, hawks, dogs)…
it’s well worth letting them roam for a while each day.

Also, sometimes chickens just die.
I lost two a few weeks ago for no apparent reason
and after doing much research that’s what I came up with.
Two chicken experts told me the same.
My coop is clean,
They showed no signs of being sick, no parasites,
no evidence of having been attacked.  No signs of being egg bound, 
 They were fine in the morning,
then when I went back to check on them,  on two separate days,
I found one just lying there, dead.
That kind of freaks me out.
The only good thing is…
The first chicken to die..
happened to be the one who was plucking everyone elses
tail feathers out.
Karma, indeed, is a bitch.
If you’re still with me, thanks for tagging along 🙂
I recommend highly planting a little plot for yourself.
It can be a few pots on the deck or patio,
a small plot on the side of the house,
or a patch of dirt out in the back yard.
The rewards you reap are worth the effort
and getting back to the land  just feels good.

The size of the smile…

  What a terrific weekend ! 

  Years ago, when my daughter was just nine or so… we were backyard horse people who thought we’d dabble in the horseshow world to see what it was about. We went to a big barn where they give lessons and show a specific breed of horse.

Ofcourse, the horse we had wasn’t show material, and so we needed to buy something better. We then entered a BREED SPECIFIC show world… where life became complicated. I happen to love this particular breed and we still have one of those, Opie.  ……That  breed specific world of show? It became clear after a few years of seeing it through that  It ain’t our thing

 I’m not trashing it here, we have friends that are still very involved in it and they have had tremendous success. It was just way beyond what we wanted to do with our show experience.   We found it to be very expensive, a bit too intense, competitive in a way that people weren’t very nice to each other, a little catty and drama-filled, but most importanlty we just weren’t having fun.  After trading up to a third horse on trainer’s recommendations.. I realized we weren’t in Kansas anymore. My daughter wasn’t enjoying the experiences… and worst of all, we had bought a young horse to bring up, and the filly was killed in a training accident at the show barn.  My heart was broken.   So we brought our newest horse home and were done with it.

Many years later, my daughter wanted to take up lessons again. This time we went to a barn where I knew they had a mix of the breed specific show people and those who are just taking lessons or participating in Open shows.  The barn is family friendly.  We also met Heidi, who has taken my daughter under her wing and has introduced her to the world of Open and color breed shows with her horse, Beemer.

 Just a year ago, Beemer was a horse nobody wanted.. he came to the barn very skinny and depressed. He was stubborn and unhappy – but Heidi saw something in those big brown eyes, bought him and took HIM under her wing too. What a turnaround… shows you what love can do.

 SO!… what did we find this weekend at the Tri-State Horsemen’s Association first show of the season? …What a difference!  There is still good competition, but it is less intense.  So many breeds, so many beautiful horses!…. There is commeradery among competitors!… compassion! Smiles everywhere!.. doesn’t matter the color of the ribbon, although the blues are still the most desired.   In general, the atmosphere is more user friendly, the cost is more affordable…and my girl is smiling ear to ear.

What a magnificent horse… I’d love one here at This Old House…
husband would file, tho,  I’m sure of it. 

Another team from the barn.. Maria & Apache… 

A very pretty paint…

This horse wore very colorful “clothes”.
His owner was just as colorful. 

They don’t melt in the rain

 We packed up the Jeep and loaded the trailer and our fearless Leader Heidi and her horse Beemer took my girl to a two day horse show not too far away.

They tented it this weekend… and the forecast called for rain last night and today. 
Cats & Dogs, I’m tellin ya.
Mike & I were up at 3am because the rain was so heavy it woke us.
All we could think of were the women in tents at the show
and how my daughter was probably not loving  the cowgirl life
on this particular night.
At 5:30 am I got a text…
 “we’re good! ”
Tent didn’t leak, but mattress deflated and  bathroom runs
were succesfully avoided in the middle of the night – Amen.
I got there first thing this morning and oh, man was it all just muddy.
And rainy, wet, soggy, damp, cold, icky, yuck.
HOWEVER.. horse people are resilient, don’t ya know.
There were many entries, people lunging their horses in the rain,
riding through the mud in outdoor rings,
and thankfully most classes took place in the indoor,
where those of us who didn’t have to go out in it, stayed put.
The girls had alot of fun (most important!)
and Beemer was a real trooper..
 They placed very well too,  – icing on the cake.
Tomorrow is another day! Good luck Team Beemer!

True Colors

My daughter rode in a Connecticut Colored Breeds Horse Show today…
glorious weather…
So many beautiful horses of different breeds and spectacular color.
She rode Beemer, a paint who is owned by her riding instructor.

 Wouldn’t this gentleman Clydesdale make a nice lawn Ornament here at this old house?

Pretty in Purple…


A beautiful Palomino..

A Clydesdales “Feathers”..



Scene around the Farm..

Barn swallows like to rest under the eaves of our kitchen porch…


Frasier in need of a haircut.  He got it last night..
I’m not showing you the pictures.
  Good thing I didn’t aspire to become a dog groomer.

I love my chickens…..

Happy Perennials instead of annuals in pots or urns… who knew?…
These are chocolate coral bells..

Waiting for the rain….

Coady and Lacey wondering when it will be their turn for pasture time…

Have you done a ladder garden sculpture yet?  If so.. submit photos to me!…

New batch of tomato plants in the ground…
first batch killed by frost.
Live and learn.

Squash, cukes, broccoli, lettuce, beans, peas….

..and finally.. the rain.

Roses and rocks

  Glorious weather today – so I did the housework that HAD to be done, and I went outside and finished the little rock rose garden around the greenhouse. I pulled stones from one of the few walls around here that Mr. Type A hasn’t had redone (I know it’s driving him batty, this one unfinished wall…. but I love it as is..SO!)….

I planted some impatiens here because it gets shade for half the day.

  The spacing along this side of the greenhouse is less than perfect because last year we stuck the remaining peonies that we hadn’t killed (poor placement) here just to get them through the winter.  They are so happy here I dont’ want to move them, so this is their permanent ‘hood. 

Grape tomatoes and pepper plants ….
do we DARE put them out?

Three days of rain in the forecast…
I’m soaking up the sun today..
as are the boyz….

Unrelated… another blogger reported that her child is graduating from
8th grade this year… however if I understood it correctly…
the school chooses to call it a “moving on” ceremony
because they don’t want kids to think a GRADUATION
means they can go ahead and quit now if they want to…
and not wait until 12th grade when it is appropriate to use the term
“graduation”. 
Are you kidding me??
Am I the only one who thinks we’re getting a little too sensitive
for our own good lately?… I mean, really?
Although she was trying to be diplomatic, 
I think the particular blogger feels the same way. 
Just sayin.

Whats growing here at This Old House

 We’ve finally gotten much needed rain and I don’t mind the dreariness at all.
I love the sight of green, happy plants
and the smell of fresh spring earth.
All the shrubbery we planted around the house last year has almost doubled in size…
a mild winter saw to that.
 Perennials I heisted from our old house when we moved here
are thriving.. I’ve done this every time we move..
taken a piece of my old gardens to the new..
This is an idea I got from another blogger, Pam  – http://ouradventuresinhomeimprovement.blogspot.com/2012/04/ladder-for-garden.html
It will also have two birdhouses on the top step.
Now I have to figure out what to plant in all the pots and tins.
Any ideas? Full sun most of the day.

This is what you call an EPIC FAIL.
Our Italian gardener friend Louie said it would be alright to put the tomato
plants in as long as we covered them if frost were predicted.
WRONG.
It’s too early, folks.  
Sometimes I think Louie just wants Mike to learn the old fashioned way.. trial and error..
instead of giving him the information straight up, the easy way.  
It is what it is.
Funny Video about this very thing… (Thanks Di!)
PS.. some curse words here, so if you’re offended or have children nearby,
as a commenter pointed out… be warned.

The greenhouse that my two guys built has really come in handy…
I’m starting a small rose garden around it.
Here you see the one Julia Child I planted last year and a few peonies.
The rose is very happy – I recommend this species highly!
I’ve ordered three more to complete the border.

Inside the greenhouse are my zinnia seedlings, oregano, parsley and a few remaining
tomato plants that escaped the treachery outside.


 In the big garden the blueberry and rasberry bushes are thriving…
Broccoli is happy….

peas too….

Hay fields are rich after all that chicken sh*t drama…
..and Opie, Max and the minis are grazing the good life.
Max is showing his age more this year (25!)
and it’s been more difficult to keep decent weight on him.
The horses are wormed regularly, and
he already gets the maximum amount of quality grain he can be fed safely.
They also get good quality hay besides his pasture grazing.
Any horse folks out there that have experienced with aged horses?
Any suggestions? The vet says he’s healthy and his owner isn’t concerned.
This horse is such a gentleman, we’re lucky to have him here.

Opie is fat.  Middle aged life agrees with him very well, thank you very much.
For him I need to be careful that he’s not fed too much or too rich a diet.
Same goes for the minis, who fatten up very very easily.
“Who you calling FAT??”

The chickens are ecstatic about their new free-roaming ways..
I just worry about the coyotes.

My little Seaside Garden (wishful thinking at it’s best!)
 has filled in nicely this winter with all the  wonderful warm weather
beach walks we’ve taken. I’ve gathered pieces of shells and driftwood with each walk.
This is the first year for the phlox to bloom and it looks happy.
I need to complete the border with it.

Frasier is now a full fledged member of the family,
used to the routines.
He’s more confident that I’m COMING BACK
every time I walk out the door without him,
and he’s made a great pal – Bailey.
Ben could care less.. just stay off his bed.

 This might be my longest photo post yet. If you’re still with me,
thanks for tagging along and I hope you have a great day.

Good Morning!

W

e’re finally having typical end-of-March weather in the northeast.  I wasn’t complaining about the early summer, tho!  However, a return to normal is probably for the best, worldwise.   We jumped the gun and planted peas and pansies last week – all have survived the inevitable frost, although a little worse for the wear.

Even the crocus in my shell garden are “burnt”. 
It’s a beautiful spring morning, so I lugged my camera along on barn and coop chores.
I’ve got new muck shoes.. plastic sloggers I found at the hardware store.
They’re kinda like crocs, only more comfortable!
Don’t mind the dog-haired yoga pants… it is what it is.

As soon as I let the chickens out of their coop in the AM, they are looking to the ground
for the treats I leave.  Today it’s tomatoes left over from last night’s dinner
and dry oatmeal sprinkled about.

Treats my chickens love – oatmeal, tomatoes, raisins, cracked corn, canned corn, corn on the cob
popcorn, lettuce of any kind, sunflower seeds,  yogurt, stale bread crumbled, meal worms – blech.
Up at the barn, the horses have finished their grain and are waiting to be turned out.
Max wears a cribbing collar (which I hate, but it’s necessary)
because he sucks wind (to get high!) … and wind-sucking, or cribbing, causes him to colic
 if he does it too much.
It’s a bad habit that you hope a horse doesn’t develop.
The strap prevents him from being able to do it enough to cause colic.
The decision to blanket or not blanket horses is an individual one…
 many feel horses don’t need blanketing and if left along to grow their own natural coat,
they don’t need it, especially if they have shelter from the elements and are well fed.
Opie comes from a line of quarter horses bred for show, who were never allowed to
grow winter coats.  And so, he never grows a thick enough coat to keep himself
warm. I’ve tried to get his body to do so, it just doesn’t happen. 
Thus, he is blanketed in Winter.  Max’s owner has always blanketed him as well,
although he grows an exceptional winter coat.  At his advanced age of 25
keeping weight on him is difficult and necessary.  The blanket helps keep his body
insulated, and keep his body weight acceptable in winter months.
We have piles of different weight blankets in the barn for the boyz.
The blanket swapping depending on weather is definitely a nuisance.


Miniature horses like Lacey and Coady
grow ample winter coats, they never need blanketing.
Since it’s warm out this morning, blankets have been switched to “windbreaker”.

I’m going to talk myself into yoga in a few minutes…
Wherever you are, I hope you are able to get out there and enjoy the day.
Spring allergies have kicked in.. Benadryl, here I come.


Girlz & Boyz

For those of you who have ever traveled in horsey circles
or have been horse crazy yourself…
You may have heard this before..
How to keep girls from getting in to trouble with boys?
… let them ride horses!
Well I’m here to tell you today..
that’s just crap. 
However the following saying is absolutely true…
and I am so glad my daughter and my sister’s daughter
have the love for and the ability to really know a horse.
“There’s nothing so good for the inside of a woman
as the outside of a horse”. 
It’s been said several different ways and credit has been given to
several different famous figures over the years…
but whatever the origin, it’s just the plain truth.