Yesterday Mountaingdad decided to see how he could do on his bike. He hasn’t been able to ride since April, when an extremely virulent case of bronchitis caused a very long lasting case of vertigo. We have seen doctors, first for the bronchitis, then for the fullness in the ears and vertigo. Visits for physical therapy that helped some, but didn’t cure the problem. He still has some fullness in his ears and will get dizzy lying down in the dark, but is doing better during the day. He needed to put fuel in the bike before it got too cold to ride, so that he can start it periodically in the garage during the winter. He did fine riding and since today was the last day of warm and no rain for this week, he took off to Black Bear, about 75 minutes away, for their final get together for the season. Since it is Saturday, our usual Farmers’ Market day, he rode to town on his bike, I drove and we had breakfast together before he took off for his ride. The market is winding down, fewer vendors were there, but my favorites are still hanging in and I supplemented our supplies with beef, pork, onions, greens, turnips and radishes. The flowers are done for the season, our nights of frost did them in. I got the last bag of salad from Stonecrop Farm until next spring.
The kids, were off at soccer games, then to the pumpkin patch with the grands. I am filling the house with the delightful scents of autumn.
Cinnamon Honey Pecan granola in the oven.
The apples from our day trip on Thursday were peeled and the Granny Smiths sliced and frozen for pies over the holidays and the others cooked down and canned into 5 1/2 more pints of applesauce for the shelves in the root cellar to be enjoyed later. The half pint put into the refrigerator to have tonight.
After the apples were cooked and the canner bubbling, dinner was started. A package of pork chunks, sauteed with onion and garlic; a small Burgess Buttercup squash, pared and cubed in small pieces; a couple of handfuls of tomatillos, a bit of cilantro and cumin; a few tablespoons of Roasted Salsa Verde and a couple cups of broth and stew is simmering. This was a create as I go stew that will be served with rice, corn bread and the applesauce. If it tastes as good as it smells, we are in for a treat tonight.
Outside, the smell of wood smoke is beginning to fill the air as our neighbors that heat with wood are building their fires for the chilly nights. It hasn’t gotten cold enough for us to build a fire or light the wood stove yet, but we don’t rely on that as our heat source. I still need to begin splitting the logs hauled up from the tree cutting a couple of weeks ago. Maybe I will spend part of my afternoon with the maul and wedge while the stew simmers.
Tonight it turns colder and rainy again for a while and there is no warm up on the forecast this week.
Still loving life on our mountain farm.