We have been harvesting like mad — tomatoes, corn, squash, and pumpkins — fearing a frost will pop up unexpectedly. And, as I’m going in for knee surgery tomorrow for my meniscus tears, I wanted to do as much as I could before being kind of laid up for a few days, recovering. Now we can barely walk through the entryway and living room. Add two dogs and boy is it interesting! Will’s been picking feed sacks full of corn; Seneca Nation, the last Bear Island Chippewa, Simonet sweet corn, Starburst Manna (a gorgeous flour corn), and the last Papa’s Red (a bright solid red flour corn). He picks and helps shuck the corn and I rope it up. Luckily, the first corn has dried well so we’ve got that in crates. We also have two crates of beautifully marked Montana Cudu, which is a flour corn with white kernels with purple markings on the cap that sometimes resemble eagles. Our friends, Mike and Dara, grew that for us. They also took home several five-gallon pails of dry beans to shell out. Yep, we’ve got many more to pick!
Yesterday, David, Elizabeth, and granddaughter, Delilah, came for a visit and to work on his cabin. We went out and picked several big pumpkins for them as well as some cute gourds. One pumpkin, a Big Max, was bigger than Delilah! She wasn’t impressed but sure liked the gourds, promptly grabbing one with a long neck and popping it into her mouth. Yep, she’s teething, big time!
When we got home, David took her to see the goat “babies” who are now teenagers. Delilah loved those and reached out so they could nose her fingers, making her giggle. I think we’ve got another homesteader in the making! — Jackie