Yesterday, temps were in the 90s, but all afternoon, we heard the howling of the wind. It’s probably the way our house is situated, or maybe the metal roof, but when the wind comes through, it sounds super intense and can be a little frightening. Considering how hot it’s been lately, though, we welcomed the first real cold front of the season.
Today, the high will only be in the 60s, a brief taste of the fall and winter ahead, before we head back into Texas summer territory. I can’t help but remember a visit from our niece and her now-husband the first year after we moved here. They came in early September, hoping to avoid the August heat, but landed smack in the middle of a drought — and the hottest summer on record. One day, determined to show them a good time, we all packed up and headed to the Hot Sauce Festival in Austin. Temps that day climbed to the highest we’ve seen — 113 degrees F (that’s 45 C).
Since it’s been a while, I’ve got a few little stories to tell about what’s been going on hereabouts, so I’ll break the post into little vignettes. [click to read on...]
My old blender has developed something of an inferiority complex since our latest kitchen gadget arrived. The old one (which cost something like $20) began fading into the background starting a few weeks ago, when I tried to make my son what seemed to be a simple smoothie with milk, frozen berries and a frozen banana. Tried being the key word, as I ended up mostly frustrated as I stopped and started and rearranged ingredients with a spoon. [click to read on...]
It’s been a bit of a crazy time around the homestead, where we’re just living from day to day and trying to get through our existing commitments, rather than taking on new and exciting things.
I’ve been taking care of the garden as best I can (despite predation incidents); I’m still baking bread weekly or even more often; the chicks are growing steadily (we’re about 6 weeks from potential egg-laying); and the boys are enjoying day camp, where they’re seeing movies, doing lots of swimming, and taking field trips to fun locales. So there haven’t been a lot of stories to tell.
But, today, I pulled out the camera and documented some of the sights hereabouts, so I could share the everyday.
Purple Sage Blossoms
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We still have a few weeks until they begin gracing us with eggs, but watching them remains quite entertaining. They like watermelon and do an amazing job of cleaning up the rinds after our children have had their fill. But their favorite treat, by far, is black soldier fly larvae which, luckily for them, happen to hatch in our compost pile. Watching them dig into a pile of compost and pick out those wiggling larvae is a joy to behold — because they are chickens demonstrating the ultimate in chicken-ness, something that wouldn’t happen even in many “free range” egg operations. [click to read on...]