Drying Hot Peppers

So. many. peppers. What else can we make with them?

Friends over today, so I put all the kids to work threading string through them and making tiny wreaths. Then we hung them up to dry - in two or three weeks, I'll put 'em through the food processor, and hopefully we'll have enough dried pepper flakes (green, though, not red) to last us for many moons.




New Potatoes!

I've never successfully grown potatoes before. They always start out ok, then the deer get them. This year that problem was eliminated so I was very hopeful (though tentatively very hopeful) that we might get some potatoes, finally. Then the Colorado Potato (or cucumber, depending on who you ask) Beetle showed up. Argh! Foiled! But I just kept on tentatively hoping that the plant was strong enough to resist those wee buggers, and guess what??? IT WAS. Tonight, I dug down beneath and plucked out treasure: New potatoes.

Dirty, this treasure. But what did you expect?

I washed 'em, parboiled 'em, rubbed 'em with olive oil, salt, and fresh rosemary bits from the garden, and they are now roasting and smell HEAVENLY.

I felt so many potatoes while I was in there digging, I'm positively CHUFFED that we are going to have a full crop of taters. I want to wait until the foliage is completely withered before I dig them all out and 'cure' them; but I might go in there for another batch of new potatoes before that happens.

We're also enjoying a watermelon per day.



This variety, Moon and Stars, is tasty, but seedy. Eating it is like watermelonus-interruptus because you're constantly spitting out seeds. But it's still like a miracle to eat a huge 25 pound watermelon from the garden. Not just once. Every dang day!!!! And the chickens love the rinds and seeds.

I had to rearrange the canning shelf a little today. Not much room left! The garlic braids are gone, but I still have a ton of shallots there - they might be headed for pickling next. I also want to can some crushed tomatoes before the season is over. Guess we'll have to figure out another place to put canned goods!


Pickled Garlic

As you might remember, we harvested a huge amount of garlic this past April, then braided it in May and hung it on the canning shelf. Then along about June I decided to freeze some of the garlic in oil. (Never store garlic in oil in the fridge - it is a perfect recipe for botulism.) Since then, we've been cutting the heads off the braids whenever we need it for cooking or canning, which has turned out to be quite often. I'm surprised at how much garlic we go through - we only had about 10 heads left on two braids. We're going to have to dedicate an entire 4x8 bed to it this winter, I think, rather than just a 4x4. Anyway, as I was cutting in to a bulb this weekend, I noticed that some of the cloves had gone brown and mushy, and I realized that the garlic would no longer be stable hanging on our canning shelf.

I found a recipe for pickled garlic on the Growing a Greener World website. I originally didn't want to pickle garlic, thinking that it would taste like pickles, not garlic. But Theresa Loe, the author of this recipe, assures us that using the pickled garlic is very close to using fresh, and we can rinse off the cloves before we slice them, even. That convinced me to go ahead and give it a shot. So today I pickled and canned garlic.

It was straightforward, but fussy. Peeling a pound of garlic is no joke. Luckily that trick I showed you before, and which is also in the recipe, works great. It just takes a while. And then I screwed up and heated up pint jars instead of half-pint jars, well, let's just say this project took most of the day. I also had to go over to my folks house and get their braid of garlic that I gave them in May, because if my garlic is going bad, so is theirs. Anyway, it's done now, and I can tell you that I'm pretty sick of the smell of garlic, but I'm very glad the harvest is not wasted. As it was, I had to throw out about a quarter of the garlic, due to mushy brownness.

This recipe used about 20 heads of garlic.

All my supplies

Good clove on left, bad on right

4 half-pints to add to the canning shelf

The Value of Connection

I'm losing friends left and right these days. Friends I've had since I was a kid - friends who knew me in my awkward teenage years - friends who saw me struggle in college. I can't seem to keep authentic connections going with any of them, and to me, it seems clear that it is due to social media.

Why write or call one person to connect, when you can update 300 people all at the same time?

It's efficient, I agree. It saves time. One picture can tell everyone what you're up to, what the news is. There's no need to write an email or pick up the phone, your job is done. And you don't need to ask anyone else how they are, either - it's all there on social media for you to peruse at your leisure. That is, if you have any leisure. A common refrain I hear from practically everyone these days is that they are just 'too busy.'

I've just been told quite clearly, for the second time now (I guess I didn't really believe it the first time), by a dear friend that I've known since Kindergarten (I'm 47 years old, so that means we've been friends for 42 years), that Facebook is a higher priority than me. That all she has time for is updating there, and on Instagram, and on Twitter.  So I'm waaaaay down on the list. She is 'too busy' to even respond to my emails. Instead she chooses to spend her time on social media.

I used to be on Facebook, but left several years ago when I realized that it was inauthentic. I knew I'd need to work harder to connect, and I vowed to do that. I've been trying, maybe not hard enough. It's hard to have one-sided relationships. Hard to put stuff out there, and not get any response, or just cursory ones.  I've never used Instagram, but I am on Twitter. I don't do much there except promote this blog, and I don't even really need to do that - very few of my readers come to the blog from Twitter. Sometimes I get recipes or gardening ideas there - but I can get that elsewhere.

It's hard to see it when you're in it, but quite clear when you're out of it - social media isn't about real connections. It's about advertising your life, one picture or 140 characters at a time. It's "hey, look at me, here I am" rather than "hi, how are YOU?" It doesn't promote conversation. The 'sharing' isn't real sharing. I realize that as a blog writer, I'm often also saying "hey, look at me." But I don't use my blog as a way of connecting with my friends. I use it to connect with new folks, and to put information out there that might be useful, and to be a part of the larger conversation about homesteading. I would never say to my friends, 'we don't need to talk, because you can get all your information about me from my blog.'

I'm an introvert, social situations are hard for me, it takes a lot for me to get 'out there' and be part of a social world. And yet I miss friends. I miss hanging out, having drinks (I don't even drink!), sharing life, laughing. I miss real connections.

To that end, I am putting my money where my mouth is and taking action on two fronts. One, I have deleted my Twitter account. If you need to reach me, and you don't have my private info, put a comment on this blog - I'd love to hear from each one of you. Two, Tom and I are instituting the Poppy Corners Ceilidh (pronounced Kay-lee) on the last Sunday of every month. It'll be a sort of open house - we'll plan to be here between 5-9 and we'll have a big pot of food to share and some lemonade. Anyone is welcome to drop in - bring a side dish or drinks to share, bring an instrument, bring a football - we'll eat and play music and throw a frisbee around and just connect. Our first Ceilidh will be on August 30. If you're in town, and you've got an hour or two, come on over. I can't promise anything particularly clean or organized. There'll probably be paper plates. I don't want the pressure of trying to 'entertain.' I just want to hang with my friends, family, and neighbors.

We're all busy. We've all got tons of things to do. But I want to carve out a time, once a month, to just be with people. I hope you'll join us.

Nature, nature, nature!

I know I've blogged about this before, but I am simply amazed at the way this flower, Tithonia (or Mexican Sunflower), is attracting wildlife constantly. I wish I'd discovered it sooner. The bees love it, the monarch and gulf fritillary butterflies love it, and I rarely see a bloom without some sort of pollinator on it. I highly recommend getting your hands on some seed and growing it next summer! I got mine from Renee's Garden, and I just scattered the seeds in my garden with a bit of compost, and they've done great. No need to start seeds inside. The leaves are like velvet, but look like sunflower leaves. Another plus - the goldfinches don't eat the leaves of this like they do sunflowers. And I do believe I've mentioned, but I'll do it again - I NEVER used to get monarchs in the yard, no matter what I've grown. This is the first time I have them every day, in abundance.




Speaking of pollinators, I know I've written about galls and gall wasps before, but I'm noticing something interesting on my hikes. The Blue Oak trees are simply covered in galls.




From far away, the trees look like Cotoneaster or Pyracantha in December. I've never seen so many of this kind of gall. From what I understand, insects have cycles just like anything else, and some years are banner years for gall wasps. This certainly seems to be the case this year.

I also found a new kind of gall (for me) on a different kind of oak, on my walk this afternoon.


Fascinating!

We've had lots of adventures this week, the highlight being a visit to  Brannan Island State Recreation Area. We saw Egrets and Great Blue Herons and heard lots of bullfrogs. The day started off cloudy but that didn't stop us from getting in the river.

Can you see the heron?


I don't know about you, but I'm constantly looking for places that get us away from our various screens. I think it's getting more and more important for us to put down the devices and look up once in a while. No one ever looks at one another anymore - on the train, in the coffee shops, waiting in lines, at the doctor - everyone's looking down all the time. I encourage you to start becoming aware of how much that happens. Once you begin to notice it, it's really quite striking. Does no one simply 'think' anymore? Daydream? Look off into space? Read a book? Look out the window? Honestly. I find it quite disconcerting. And I like my devices, don't get me wrong! I'm very guilty of abusing them. That's why I try very hard to get away once in awhile. And good grief, if you live in California, there's plenty of opportunities to get outside and explore. There are thousands of State Parks, all very affordable (usually just a day-use fee for parking), and all very interesting. And I'm always amazed at what the kids come up with when they are out with friends in nature, without planned entertainment. This time it involved games that included flying mud, swimming competitions, and watching floating vegetation go by and trying to guess how fast the current was running.

This reminds me of a show we used to watch when the kids were little on PBS, called Peep and the Big Wide World. It's a great little cartoon about a chick who finds a robin and a duckling for friends. It's quite funny (we still quote it to this day), but in between the cartoons they show real kids doing real science experiments - something like watching water run down your driveway and making it go different ways using rocks or leaves, or raiding the recycle bin for building materials. It gave my kids (and me too!) lots of ideas of how to play in nature, using free things or repurposed things. It also taught us that every little thing outside can be interesting, even something as simple as a shadow. If you've got little ones, I urge you to check it out.

I've said it before and I'll say it again, cultivate curiosity about your world. Why is there a rainbow around the sun today? Why is that tree growing sideways? How does a walnut tree make walnuts if it doesn't bloom? Why is that ground squirrel hollering? And on and on and on. It's priceless. The devices will always be there later.

I spent the morning inside today, however - I made more salsa. I used a different recipe that used lime and lemon juice rather than vinegar for its acid, which seems right in salsa. Anyway it's a labor of love - chopping every little shallot and garlic clove, picking and chopping peppers, blanching tomatoes to remove the skin - it all takes a while. But we have 8 more pints of salsa on the canning shelf, every ingredient (except the citrus juice and salt) from our garden.


The cucumbers are going mad, I'm hoping Tom will make more relish tomorrow.