We didn’t
have special plans for the weekend, other than doing some late autumn chores,
but Saturday began with a surprise. I needed a pair of gloves for outdoor work
and opened a drawer of the chest that sits by the garage door in the entry
room. Woops! The drawer held more than gloves. It held quite a lot of dog food.
Dennis
opened the other drawer. More dog food.
Clearly,
our pack rat friends have returned and made themselves at home.
After we
cleaned out the pack rat stash we went to the cold frame to thin lettuce and
spinach. Our approach to cold frame gardening is to plant generously and
gradually thin the young plants. Dennis harvested enough baby lettuce and
spinach to make several salads, leaving plenty for future harvests.
Next,
Dennis began lugging garden hoses to the barn for winter storage.
Then we
walked the pasture. Dennis’ task was to lop off seedling red cedar trees. If
not kept in check, the red cedars would quickly turn our pasture into a cedar
forest, the first stage of successive forestation.
My task
was to scatter ashy sunflower seeds, but the strong north wind blew the seeds
away. Instead of sowing, I just observed what is growing in the area around the
pole barn. Construction of the barn necessitated creating a swale to draw
rainwater away from the building, leaving a completely bare area. Two summers
have passed since the land was graded and I was delighted to find a few
well-established clumps of big bluestem and numerous clumps of side oats grama
grass, another prairie native. There’s no side oats grama in other parts of the
pasture, so I can’t imagine where the seeds came from.
When I
went back to the house, Nancy called to ask what we were planning to do with
our turnip harvest. I had no plans until she recommended what she called “Beef
and Root Vegetable Soup.” As it happened I had cooked a beef brisket, so I made
the soup using the caramelized onions and broth from the brisket, carrots,
turnips, kale, and parsley, along with some pieces of brisket. I added thyme
and summer savory. Oh, my, that soup was hearty and delicious, the perfect
ending to a day of outdoor work.
Now, if
only it would rain.
Copyright
2012 by Shirley Domer
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