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Blueberries

August 1, 2012

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From the garden–lettuce, tomatoes and roasted beets.

Blueberry vinaigrette recipe here

And blueberry muffins; my mom’s recipe–the best!

1/2 cup oats

1/2 cup orange juice

Combine and set aside.

1 1/2 cup flour

1/2 cup sugar

1 1/4 t baking powder

1/2 t salt

1/4 t baking soda

Mix, then add:

1/2 cup oil or melted butter

1 egg.

Add oj mixture.

Add 1 1/2 cups blueberries

Bake at 400 for 16-20 minutes (depending on whether the blueberries are fresh or frozen). 

Gifts I

May 17, 2012

You can plant them special gardens,

But I’ve seen a butterfly sup on a dandelion

and sun on a rock.

 

I want to live on weeds

and the light of day.

Escapades Return

April 26, 2012
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Since we are back in Acworth and getting a garden going, I thought it would be nice to resurrect this blog. No promises!

We moved in last July, and though I did put some seeds in the ground, by the time we had the plot weedwhacked, turned and planted it was really too late for them to do much. We got a few tiny turnips. 

So this is the first real garden at the parsonage.

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Garlic planted last fall.

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Some lettuce and greens mix have been planted on the right, but nothing else yet. The beds in the background still need some TLC.

The big project, that had been intimidating me ever since we moved in, was the raised garden enclosed by stone wall. Its beautiful and in the sunniest part of the yard, but it was overgrown with tall weeds. I didn’t do anything with it, and this spring they were dead, dried up and, actually, pretty easily raked off. But there were a few still growing with some nasty devil roots. I don’t think they were burdock, but most of them I had to dig around with a trowel almost a foot deep, and they still gave me a difficult time pulling them out. I saved a few specimens as trophies.

Today I measured, fertilized, manured and dug the beds. I have 200 sq feet of garden space here, 400 overall, which is not too bad. The final product:

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Can’t wait to see this full of lovely vibrant veggies!

-Rachelle

Winter Arrives at Acworth Village Gardens

December 5, 2009

A Mountaintop Experience

September 9, 2009

Since he had the day off on Monday, Joel had been wanting to hike up a nearby smallish mountain to camp on Sunday night. I had reluctantly agreed, knowing that it would be pretty cool to see the view by the sunset, full moon, and sunrise. However, he was gone all afternoon at a music practice, so we didn’t have anything packed and I wasn’t too disappointed when it started looking like he would get back too late to still go (by my estimation). I knew the sun would set at 7:15, so when Joel came rushing in at 6:35 excited to get going, I thought he was a little crazy. Especially when he went out to the barn with his dad, digging around for their little propane stove. (I found out later his dad thought it was crazy, too.) I did my best to send subtle messages that there was no way we could fit all the stuff he was wanting to take, that our tent and sleeping bags would be impossible to hike with, that if we were going to do this we at least needed to forget about the stupid propane stove and get out of here so we wouldn’t be hiking in the dark. That really wasn’t my idea of what this little outing was going to be, and a big part of why I had agreed to go was, as I said, to see the sunset from *already on top of the mountain.* Also, those of you who know me know that I really don’t do last-minute, ill-planned, rushed adventures. Joel wasn’t going to give up though. He was determined to give me a fun time no matter how much I protested.
I have to give it to him though, we made it to the top with a little bit of light and color to spare, and didn’t forget or overlook anything (except of a spare pair of socks for Joel). I even did eventually have fun.

Heading out. Like the chivalrous man he is, Joel insisted on carrying most of the load. The flash made it look darker than it really was.

Heading out. Like the chivalrous man he is, Joel insisted on carrying most of the load. The flash made it look darker than it really was.

I saw this with my flashlight at night. What animal would be up here that would make a poop that large? All we could think of was a bear...I was a little nervous after that. The next day, Joel suggested it was probably actually a moose. Wish he would have thought of that the night before.

I saw this with my flashlight at night. What animal would be up here that would make a poop that large? All we could think of was a bear...I was a little nervous after that. The next day, Joel suggested it was probably actually a moose. Wish he would have thought of that the night before.

The view from our campsite. It is literally the top of the mountain; you can see around all sides (except where some trees are).

The view from our campsite. It is literally the top of the mountain; you can see around all sides (except where some trees are).

The sunrise. It was worth it.

The sunrise. It was worth it.

Morning coffee (I had tea). Hot drinks were worth it, too.

Morning coffee (I had tea). Hot drinks were worth it, too.

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In the daylight we realized that the whole train was lined with blackberries!

In the daylight we could see that the whole trail was lined with blackberries!

Yum!

Yum!

APPLE CIDER! (VLOG)

August 21, 2009

Thanks, Apples. Thapples.

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August 14, 2009

You may be wondering, “What are those Eatons up to? Aren’t they doing any escapading these days?”

Well, my friend, the answer is that we have been busy! Last Friday and Saturday evening were the two nights of the play. That went until almost 11 each night, and then on Saturday night we were at the cast party until 1. On Saturday afternoon, also, we played our first paid gig. An accomplished Irish flute player we have been playing and going to sessions with had friends of the family getting married, and the three of us played for their ceremony and cocktail hour. It was a bit intimidating to have to get about 2 hours of music ready — it helped that Grant and I eached played some tunes on our own, so we both got breaks. Joel didn’t, though. It was great experience as a musician to have to practice in that way. I hope we can get some more gigs in the future.

This and next week Joel is between jobs, so he has been busy stacking wood and mowing the yard, since it has finally dried out. (I think there is about nine hours’ worth of mowing around here? Something like that. A lot.) I have been trying to keep up with the zucchini, cucumbers, broccoli, and beans, and also with the blight on the tomatoes. It seems that demand is increasing for my bread, so I am excited about that. Also, I just sent an email to a couple Weston Price foundation chapter leaders around here, who will hopefully be able to connect my bread with a few more people.

Rachelle