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Ready or Not

The first Holiday Market is Saturday.  Today is sunny, calm, and 70ºf, a perfect day to be outside.  I took a walk and because of Saturday’s forecast, drove by the lot where I will be set up.  I was hoping that I would be able to slip a strap or polycord under or through the car stop wedge that will be the back of my stall, but they look like they are firmly adhered to the brick pavers.  Last year, the market manager said he was trying to get the town to install tie down rings in the pavers, but that has not been done.

The hope for the strap or cord is because Saturday is forecast to be a high of mid 50’s, 20% chance of rain, and 25 mph gusts of wind.  I have to erect a 10 X 10 foot popup canopy and I don’t want to spend all 5 hours worrying about it taking flight, taking out my display, or another vendor’s stall.  I have a few empty 5 gallon buckets and dozens of rock piles on the farm, so I think I will load up a few buckets with 50 pounds or so each of rocks and tie the canopy down to them.  If the wind can take out 3 of those along with the 25 pounds of leg weights, I am in trouble.

Of my last soap making, one of my popular scents did not set up properly.  The bars are usable but not pretty, so that batch will be retained for family use.  I will have to make another batch of that scent for the December market and see what others sell to determine which other bars to make.

My crates are packed.  I spent the afternoon making sure that I have the little clip on chalkboard tags for each scent of soap, each scent of lotion bar, and each salve.  I still have 3 skeins of yarn to label and pack, decide whether I want 2 or 3 tables and if I go with 3, then I need to decide what to use for my 3rd table cover.  I bought an Indian cotton throw in the fall, cut and hemmed it to make two table covers, but I don’t have a third table cloth that will go with the color or pattern.   I’m sure I will figure it out by Saturday morning.

If it is windy as forecast, my A frame stand for hats and mitts will likely blow over.  The T shaped one with clips for shawls can be anchored to the table edge with a C clamp.  Maybe I should add a base across the back of the A frame so it too can be clamped down.

I will dress in lots of layers that can be peeled off if it warms up during the day.  Fortunately a new and favored local coffee shop has opened in one of the fixed stores right at the market, so I can at least keep a cup of hot coffee or tea nearby to warm my hands.





This was last year.  The display is changed and simplified now.  You will have to wait to see how it sets up this year.  If you can’t come in person, stop by the shop https://squareup.com/store/cabin-crafted.  You can make your purchases there and I will deliver them to you if you are local or mail them to you if not local.


A Week On the Farm – May 8, 2016

Today marks my 35th Mother’s Day.  Eldest was born a few short weeks after Mother’s Day in 1980.  Daughter followed in 1982 and youngest son in 1987.  They are wonderful children and great parents themselves.  Today would also be my Mother-in-Law’s 100 birthday.  She has been gone almost two decades.  Hubby and I have both lost both parents, but have been given 5 grandchildren to love.

This week was rainy and other than a single day in the garden, weeding where I need to plant the tomatoes and peppers, not much has been done outdoors.


You can see to the right of the poles, the heavy cover of Lamb’s Quarters that I am removing.  I did get some weeding done in areas that are already planted, but I am just not motivated to get much done out there this year.

Yesterday, I realized one of the hens had gone broody and was firmly planted on half of the eggs laid yesterday and very resistant to leave them.  I had not finished what I needed to do on Huck’s brooder coop.


I had stapled plastic up to the sides, but the wind had taken most of it down and I had not dealt with brooder boxes.  Today, Jim and I went to Lowe’s after he took me out to a nice lunch and bought 3 two gallon buckets with lids.  I cut out the lids to make hen size openings, leaving a lip to help hold in the hay and eggs, later chicks.  They have been secured together and placed in the coop with food and water, a short cedar tree trunk wedged in as a ramp out of the coop for the hen to be able to leave during the day to relieve herself. The plastic was again secured to the sides, and the inside of the coop layered in another deep layer of hay and she and 10 eggs were moved.  So far, she is very agitated and has not returned to the eggs.


She is perched up in the top of the coop squawking.  Maybe, I should remove the eggs, leave her in there to create her own nest of them and see how it goes.  For now, I am leaving her alone and hoping that she finds the nest and eggs soon.  It is warm today, but not warm enough to keep them viable for long.  If she has gone broody, it won’t be long before another does as well and if she has company in the brooder coop, she may be less agitated.  Last year, we didn’t try to move them until the babies hatched and the brooder coop was not secure enough to protect the babies.  We hatched 50, raised 5 and only have 1 left between wild predators, a neighbor’s dog, and ending up with the last two being roos and having to kill one of them because they were fighting.  I really don’t want to raise meat chickens in a brooder box until they are old enough to be outdoors, I want these hens to raise them for us.

Tomorrow is supposed to be cooler and dry so I will finally plant the starts, the adage of don’t plant tomatoes until Mother’s Day will be fulfilled.  If I can get that area weed free, the starts planted and mulched, perhaps I can get some of the other seed in the beds.  I still haven’t even thought about planting the deck pots with herbs and flowers yet.  It is going to be summer and I am going to still be planning.

Yesterday was a great day for gardening, but I did a craft show indoors.  It wasn’t a huge success, but I did make my registration, recover the cost of the item I donated for the raffle and came home with a little cash.  Surprisingly, more than 80% of my sales were knit wear and yarn, not soap, lotion bars, and salves.

Olio – November 15, 2015

Olio: a miscellaneous collection of things.

The Holiday Market was cold and windy, not too successful money wise, but I met some really nice other crafter’s and had a good time.


I feared for my tent a few times and realize it was inexpensive and on sale for a reason, but it held up.  My booth attracted a lot of attention, lots of folks commented that they loved handmade soap or handmade soap reminded them of France or Ireland.  Every bearded guy got to sample the Beard Oil and I sold quite a bit of it that way.  Some of my yarn went to new homes to be made into warm woolies for someone.

Last night, T taught me to sharpen knives and we spent the evening sharpening all of the hunting and butchering knives and the huge heavy meat cleaver.  This morning after we had a good hot breakfast, he and I tackled the other task of the weekend.  The surviving 20 meat birds needed to be killed and processed.  A neighbor dog killed 4 of my chickens this past week, so that was about 12 pounds of chicken that we didn’t get, but we put about 60+ pounds in the freezer today.  At the going Farmers’ Market price for chicken at $3.90 lb, that is a significant savings for our food budget.


Calming a bird down before we humanely kill it.IMG_0366[1]


A freezer full of  chicken.

Never in my wildest childhood dream did I ever imagine owning, raising, or handling chickens.  The very thought of killing one and cleaning it was unimaginable. I didn’t even like to handle raw chicken.  The first time we killed some of my birds, I was so grossed out, I couldn’t be outside for very long, though I could finish plucking, bagging, weighing, and freezing them.  Now it doesn’t bother me at all, though it will be a few weeks before I can eat any of the birds. My brother is probably amused at the change. These 20 were raised for this purpose.  Their feathers and other unusable parts are partially buried in a large hole in the yard and a tree will be planted over it within the next couple of days.  We take from the land and try to give back to the earth.  For this we are thankful going into this season of thankfulness.  Next weekend, we drive an hour or so from here to a local farm to pick up our pasture raised turkeys for Thanksgiving and Christmas.  They will be processed for us already.

Now, I need to locate more glass bottles for the Beard Oil and Brigand’s Oil, and make a few more of them prior to the next Holiday Market on December 12.  Maybe folks will be more into buying gifts that weekend, as there is no competing show and it is closer to Christmas.