Storage of Winter Vegetables

Sparky is our ground hog catcher. If we hear him barking really loud that mean, "Get out here Dale, I've cornered a ground hog." Then, Dale gets his cage and between the two of them they get the rascal. Dale takes the garden eating monster to a place far away from homes and lets'em out. Sparky comes along for the ride to watch. He loves the game.

Storing Vegetables in my Root Cellar

I love the fact that vegetables can keep the entire winter in a root cellar. That is, if they are taken care of properly. Now, just to let you know, I didn’t grow all of these vegetables. We have grown all of them at one time or another on our farm. Our problem the last two years has been our stinking ground hogs.

They love to eat the garden.  They especially love things with blossoms, like pumpkins.

Sparky and  the garden eater, a ground hog

Pumpkins, guards, spaghetti, and butternut squash are the winners in keeping a winter storage.  Our cellar stays nearly 50 degrees- from fall until early spring. The pumpkins and butternut squash have potential to be as perfect as when picked, if the temperature stays 50 and under. The secret is, don’t let them touch each other! They need air circulation.

Carrots store well in sawdust (non-chemical of course). Dale has enough sawdust from all of his wood working to keep me stocked.  I pulled the carrots out of the sawdust so you can see them.

Sweet potatoes do fairly well in our cellar. If picked in September, they’ll store well until February. Most all the vegetables must not be washed before they are stored. They are cured after being pulled from the garden for a few days. Cured is another word for drying them out. You don’t want any moisture on them when stored or they’ll rot.

I go through onions pretty fast. I wouldn’t know from experience how long they last. Most people braid and hang them.

I also store white beans (photo below). They are actually just beans from green beans. Yep. Green beans (in my opinion) are the easiest vegetable to grow. After they are in the ground their only requirement is heat.

Ours seem to grow even when I don’t water them. They grow supernaturally, you pick them, and within just a few days the plants are loaded again!  So, to get white beans- let your last crop mature on the vine.  Don’t pick.  After they’re mature pull the plant up and hang upside down on the fence.  Let dry for a couple of weeks (they can’t be in rain so you may want to bring into barn to hang).  After completely dry, bang the plant inside a can or barrel and the beans will easily fall out of the shell. Or you can open them by hand.  They must be dry and have no moisture before you store them.  Store in a cool, dry area.  Unopened they store for 30+ years.  Opened, they last a couple of years. Oh, yes and ground hogs and rabbits don’t eat our beans.  :)

Kale (photo below) planted in the fall will grow until January, here in Virginia.  This year, mine is still growing and it’s February- even though our night time temperatures have been in the teens. Kale is a great winter vegetable. Even if it hibernates January through February, it awakens the first of March with tons of nutrients for your family to eat.

My thyme and rosemary are still going strong on my porch. The porch is not heated, but it is enclosed. The temperatures go below 32– but the plants are still doing well. I water them once a week and they have sun exposure.

I made Smoked Saffron Chicken and White Beans/Portugal Style  gluten-free with some of the beans and herbs. It was delicious!

Storage of winter vegetables do well in the corner of a garage on shelves. Just put covering over them for insulation. Or, if you want to be adventurous  dig yourself a hole in the ground, put the vegetables inside and cover with hay or other insulated materials.

Help yourself to fresh vegetables all winter long!

In the house of the wise are stores of choice food and oil, but a foolish man devours all he has. Proverbs 21:20

Pumpkin, butternut squash, kale(fresh out of garden), herbs(from porch) eggs(from our coop), pumpkin seeds , curds and northern beans (white beans)– They’re all on the menu for this week!

 

Canning Pear Butter-Video

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Sharon’s Pear Butter( I double the recipe)

We have an abundance of pears on our property. We just found another tree drooping with pears a couple of weeks ago in our field. Some people are allergic to apples so pears are a great way to enjoy the same recipes with a fruit similar. I would recommend using apple cider in this recipe if your family members can have apples. I posted how to make your own pear cider in a previous post; http://sharonglasgow.com/2012/10/the-weekend-harvest-bushels-of-pears-pear-cider/

10 cups chopped pears (approximately 5lbs)

2 cups pear cider (you can use apple)

3 cups sugar (you can make it without sugar)

1 tsp ground gloves

1/2 tsp allspice

3 tsp ground cinnamon

1. Wash, peel,core and quarter pears. You don’t have to peel the pears if they’re blemish free.

2.Cook pears in cider and sugar until done, 20 min’s on high.

3. Pour pears in small quantity into blender and puree.

4. After all pears are pureed put spices in and stir

5. Pour into a pan and cook in oven on 350 degrees for at least 7 hours. It becomes thick and rich the longer it cooks.

Don’t use iron pans, it turns the pear butter a dark color and takes on the taste of iron. I learned this the hard way. Glass, stainless steel or ceramic are good choices. Test for desired thickness by spooning a drop of pear butter on cold plate. If no liquid oozes around edges, it is ready.

6. Ladle into sterile jars, leaving 1/4 inch head space.

7. Process in boiling water canner for 10 minutes.

Yeilds 5 pints

 

 

The Weekend Harvest–Bushels of Pears/ Pear Cider

Our pear tree

Harvesting our pears

This past weekend Dale installed a 30 ft mural that he created for the county. I’ll show you what it looks like after the unveiling this afternoon, exciting.

Saturday pears were dropping from our pear tree faster than fast, that meant harvest time. I picked as many as I had room to store. I’m going to make pear butter (the best ever) with them, but I’m waiting for Rachael to come home and video the process so you can be with us.

I use cider in my pear butter so I started a couple of batches.

After pear harvesting I mowed the yard for a few hours, planted pansies on the front path to the house, then made dinner and dessert to bring Dale and his crew at the county installation. I stayed with them until midnight so I could help hang the 30 foot header on top of the mural.

Sunday Dale had a few loose ends to finish on the installation, then came home and we enjoyed a pot roast, potatoes and vegetables. We then enjoyed a long walk around the property and found at least 50 persimmon trees growing in the back field. This is the first year we’ve noticed them having fruit. They were delicious! Yum!

We’ll be a persimmon orchard in a couple of years. We found another pear tree that’s limbs were drooping with fruit. God has been good to give us so many delicacies.

We then sat down next to the barn and pondered all the things God has laid on our heart for the future, it was a sweet time.

 

This was the pear tree a week before. You can see the ones picked are more yellow and ready for use immediately.

Harvested pears

I stored as many as I could in our old refrigerator and in the house . These will be used for the pear butter.

 

This is our antique apple press for making cider. I love it! However,I didn’t have time to clean it, I opted for the electric juicer in my kitchen.

I washed the pears, took out bad places, chopped them and then sent them through the juicer

Chopped pears

Pear cider in waiting. Buying cider at the store would be easier, but when you have an abundance of fruit you gotta make it yourself. I added homemade whey to this for fermentation and to add good bacteria.

Pulp from the pear juice

Chickens and rooster enjoying the pulp

 

Edward, our buck eating the pear scraps

After harvesting pears and mowing for a couple of hours I planted pansies. These will be triple in size next spring, just in time for the big wedding.

One of our many persimmon trees

 

Walking, talking and dreaming of all the Lord has laid on our hearts

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Vintage Kitchen – Canning Butter

People having been canning successfully since the 1800's.

1.   You must use salted butter.  11 lbs will fill 12 pint jars. 

2.   Preheat oven to 275 degrees.  Place cleaned pint size jars in oven for 20 minutes, without rings or seals.  One pound of butter more than fills one pint jar.

3.    While jars are in oven, melt butter in a pot slowly until it comes to a slow boil.  Stir well, being sure to get bottom of the pot often to keep the butter from scorching. Reduce heat, and simmer for at least 5 minutes.  Place the lids in a small pot and bring to a boil, leaving the lids in simmering water until needed.

4.   With sterilized spoon, take white foam off top of clarified butter. Pour melted clarified butter carefully into sterilized jars through a canning jar funnel.  Leave ½ to ¾ ” of head space in the jar, which allows room for the shaking process.

5.   Carefully wipe off the top of the jars.  Then get a hot lid from the simmering water, add the lid and ring, and secure each gently.

6.   Fill canning pot 1/3 full for pint size jars. Turn burner on. Put butter jars into canning pot and secure it shut. Turn the heat to high. After the air vent button pops up and steam starts rolling out loudly, I start timing. Since the jars were sterilized and the butter boiled I only canned for 20 min. If I had not boiled the butter in advance it would take 60 minutes in the canner.

7.   Turn heat off under canning pot. Let cool. It may take a while. Do not ever try to open a canning pot lid until the air vent button has gone down.  After the button goes down, it should be safe to slowly open the lid.  SLOWLY. As soon as it opens, you will start to hear pings. This means they are sealing.

8.   Once in a while you’ll have a jar not seal. You check the seal by pressing the center, it should not give at all. If one gives, use that one for this week’s butter.

9.   While cooling, shake once an hour until it looks uniform. You can put it in the refrigerator to make this process go faster.

10.   I store my butter in a cool place in our cellar.

Let me make it perfectly clear that canning butter has not been proven to be safe by the USDA. You should research canning butter before beginning this adventure.

 After item has been in storage for a while check these things:

1.   Is it still sealed?

2.   Does it have mold on it inside or out?

3.   Does it look odd in any way?

4.   Does it have an off odor

5.   If it is not sealed or any of the above occur, throw it away

If all looks perfect, but you still want assurance, boil your canned butter for 30 min’s.

People have been canning for many years.  It wasn’t until this past century that people started to lose their heritage of preserving food.

People have been canning successfully since the 1800′s.

For safety’s sake, please read what the USDA has to say on the subject of canning butter at home. Much of this is because they haven’t run tests on these processes themselves and therefore cannot vouch for their safety. Please read HERE and decide for yourself before proceeding to can butter at home.

Sharon’s Canned Butter

Use sterilzed jars, make sure they aren’t chipped on the rim

 

The Home of Our Happy Chickens: Our Portable Chicken Coop

Egg Gathering at The Glasgow Farm

Video by Rachael Glasgow

For years we enjoyed watching our chickens roam the property. It was great fun to see them running  around and hearing the rooster cock-a-doodle-doo  all over the farm. But, we had one major problem, at dusk chickens would get snatched by fox waiting for them in the fields, the only thing we would find of their remains–feathers. Dale decided to build a portable chicken coop, one that they could have fresh grass and bugs but be protected from fox.

I always bring Sparky with me when we get our eggs because there are times when we have had snakes in the chicken coop. Sparky will get the snakes for me. This is a portable chicken coop, dale built it so that the fox can’t get to the chickens,  they are totally enclosed inside. Everyday we move the chicken coop with our lawn tractor around the yard; so everyday they get fresh grass and bugs. It doesn’t kill your grass because you are moving it all the time, and you get more eggs because they are getting all the nutrients they need.

Alright it looks like a lot of eggs. There are 13 eggs for today. Alright, they have their water, they have their feed in there. Then we lock it back up. The portable chicken coop is carried by a pulley that attaches to our tractor. Do you want to see what it looks like inside? Let me show you how dale built this. Alright we’ll make sure there are no snakes. Sparky is ready. We put the grain feed on the door. We’re almost out of grain here. This is the grain; we put it in this container. We change the water in the morning and at night. We’re all done!

 

 

Milking a Goat and Benefits of Unpasteurized Milk

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Today, I’d like for you to join me as we milk our goats! Watch this video, and you’ll be able to learn how to milk a goat yourself.  One of the stories that I read that really made me want to try milking goats and having raw milk, was the story that happened in the 1300’s. The Bubonic plague came and hit Europe and killed 25 million people, within 3 years of time. The only people that weren’t dying were the Jews. The people thought that the Jews were killing them, but really what was happening was that they were eating “Biblically correct”.  Their immune systems were strong, and their bodies were able to kill the bad bacteria with the good bacteria from the unpasteurized milk.  They were able to kill viruses and pathogens that came into their bodies.  It’s an amazing super-food that God created for us to be able to have for our health.

Now that you’re convinced that you want a milking goat, here are the supplies that we need in order to milk her…

- We need a jar to put the milk in.
- We need a sterilized cloth to make sure that nothing falls into the milk while we’re milking her.
- And we need a cloth to wash her well.

The first thing that we’re going to do is wash her udders.  After you’ve done that, you lay the cloth over the jar and start milking. The first couple squirts go onto the paper towel, just in case there’s bacteria in there.  Put both hands at the base of her utter, push up and squeeze, and then all the milk comes down. So you go up, and squeeze down!  You want to make sure that you get it all out because you don’t want her to get any infections.

The next thing that you do is spray with Fight-Bac. This is a disinfectant, and it also helps to control mastitis. You never want your goat to have that.  Now we’re going to let her out…Good job, Angel!

The first thing we’re going to do is wash our hands.  The next thing we’re going to do is take the cloth off and rinse it out.  Rinse it really well and get all the milk and anything that fell on it off.  Then we have a filter.  I got mine from Hoager’s, a goat supplies store (online).  I put the filter on the bottom of the funnel. Then we’re going to put it through the second filtration process.  Make sure that we filter out anything that could have fallen into the milk. Sometimes you don’t have any dirt, and nothing comes through the first cloth that we put on.  But, you never want take that chance — you always want to have a second filter.

This is from one milking!  We get a little over a gallon a day.  This is from the night time milking, and we get the same amount in the morning.  Then, I take the funnel and filter off, I rinse it, and later I’ll be sterilizing it.  Now we’re going to put a top on and seal it up.  We have Saturday written on the top.   We put it on, and now we’re finished.  We’re going to put it in the refrigerator where it will last for 4 to 5 days.  And now we’re finished.  You know how to milk a goat.  And you know how to process it.

When Temporal Things are Taken Away

Drawing water from the over 100 year old well

A storm hit Virginia Friday night taking out power lines with its winds gusting up to 75-100 miles an hour. It’s Tuesday, and we still don’t have power, water or internet.  And on top of that, my computer was fried in the storm. It is interesting how quickly life can change — in a split second.

We have a gas-powered generator to keep a few things going like the refrigerator, a fan, etc. There’s no air conditioning in the 100 degree weather. We have well water, so in order to get water to flush the toilets you have to put a bucket down the 27 foot well and draw it out. Then dump the water down the back of the toilet bowl to flush it. It’s a lot of work after 4 days of drawing water to wash all your dishes, flush toilets and have enough to wash off with.  But at least we have a well to get water.  Some don’t.

Drawing water from the over 100 year old well

I didn’t get enough water to flush the toilet. Two more buckets will do the trick.

Our stove is gas-powered, which is nice because you don’t have to have electricity to use it. You just need a match or a lighter to ignite the fire . I have been making everything on an iron skillet and just wiping it clean after cooking in it. Iron skillets don’t need water to clean them. I actually made Caramelized Butternut Squash Chicken with no electricity in one skillet yesterday. It was delicious! Making Caramelized Butternut Squash Chicken without electricity in on cast iron skillet

For entertainment, my mom, Ellie and I decided to get some sewing done the day after the storm hit. We all sat in the kitchen and worked on our own little projects: hemming, altering and adding buttons to things that had just been sitting and waiting for us to have time for them.

My mom, Ellie and me sewing Saturday afternoon for entertainment.

You never know when the things of this world will be taken away. 1 Corinthians 7:29-32 says time is short. We can’t put all of our hope and happiness in temporal things and make them the god of our security. We have to be anchored in the eternal so that when the things of the world are taken away, we can stay sure and steady, never losing peace or our joy. We are happy, healthy and hot here on the Glasgow farm.

Getting ready to put the fried onions, pecans, ginger and caramelized butternut squash on top of chicken. Can you read the temperature in the kitchen?

 

 

Copperhead Snake Struck Dale — Would you Pray?

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Cooperhead Snake

This morning I was praying outside at my favorite prayer spot.  I heard the chickens making a big ruckus, but I kept praying. My cell phone rang.  It was Dale.  He said, “I need to you to come to the house right now.” Concerned, I asked if something was wrong. He said, “I need to you to come now.” I ran to the house as fast as I could.

Dale was holding his leg when I got inside the kitchen. He said, “A snake bit me. One of the chickens got out of the coop, so I was chasing after her to get her back in. The snake must have thought I was a threat and struck .”  He was running, so the snake didn’t have the opportunity to release all its venom into a full bite.  It was a strike. I could see a scratch and tiny hole.

Copperhead strikes still do have venom, and Dale was having intense numbness and pain. I prayed immediately and powerfully in the name of Jesus.

I anointed him with oil and quoted scriptures of healing.

 “I have given you authority to trample on snakes and scorpions and to overcome all the power of the enemy; nothing will harm you.”
Luke 10:19

“Bless the Lord, O my soul; and all that is within me, bless his holy name! Bless the Lord O my soul, and forget not all His benefits: Who forgives all your iniquities, who heals all your diseases, who redeems your life from destruction, who crowns you with loving kindness and tender mercies, who satisfies your mouth with good things, so that your youth is renewed like the eagles. “Psalm 103:1-5

“Is anyone among you suffering? Let hi pray. . . Is anyone among you sick? Let him. . .pray over him, anoint him with oil in the name of the Lord. And the prayer of faith will save the sick, and the Lord will raise hi up. . . The fevent prayer of a righteous man avails much.” James 5:13-16

We continued to pray. There was some relief.

I cleaned the wound, applied lavender oil, and then poured fig leaf milk onto the site.  Then I  made a poultice of crushed fig to put on top.

He felt a little more relief. That’s where I’m at now, asking you to pray for Dale. He is doing better, but we want all symptoms to be gone and healed completely in Jesus’ name. Will you pray right now?  Thank you friend!

Seedlings, Fertile Soil, and the Harvest

Sprouting Seeds Beckon a Cultivated Garden

Sprouting Seeds Beckon a Cultivated Garden

The temperature, humidity, and sunshine in the house were just right for growth to start.  Now the sprouts stand to attention, just waiting for rich soil to burrow their roots into for the growing season.

Cultivating a garden is hard work, but I love seeing a seed sprout into a full blown plant and then become a produce machine.  There’s nothing like bringing in those baskets and more basketfuls of succulent three pound tomatoes, or bushels of beans, or the one-hundred and fifty pound pumpkin at harvest time.

Raising children has a lot of similarities to planting seeds in a cultivated garden.  When they’re little they’re just waiting to burrow their roots and begin to grow. The environment of our home has everything to do with how they sprout, how deep their roots go, how strong they will be to endure the storms, and the fruit they will yield.

Proverbs 22:6 says, “Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it.”  Ephesians 6:4 says, “…Do not provoke your children to wrath, but bring them up in the training and admonition of the Lord.”

The things we teach and train our children are so important.  But just as important are the things we don’t intend to teach but unintentionally cultivate by how we live, the atmosphere of our daily attitude, the sacrifices made without our mentioning, unspoken love that radiates from our spirit that cannot be unnoticed….How we talk, what we watch, what we do, how we love, what we do with our spare time.  Every-day is critical in cultivating their garden.

Our children are mostly grown now and producing more fruit than I ever dreamed.  Right after I took the picture of my spaghetti squash sprouts (above), we got a call from one of our daughters, Rachael. She’s in her senior year of college at Virginia Commonwealth University in the arts program. VCU ranks #1 in art programs in US public universities and #4 in public/private. That means they expect excellence.

Almost every project she works on has brought glory to Jesus and hope to the lost.  She has been the best in the class.  Many times she would call us in between class breaks and ask us to pray for her on the phone.  It was so hard to endure the classes because of the perversion in the projects being shown.  Art in the secular world is typically rendered in what will shock you: death, sex, nudity and immorality. She wanted to make sure Jesus looked the best, so she worked relentlessly at making sure her pieces were exceptional.  And they were.  She has won awards and honors, but today she won Best in Show for her  animation at the  Student Film Festival. She was competing with graduates as well. The animation was based on I John 2:17, “The world is passing away, and the lust of it; but he who does the will of God abides forever.” My heart is still fluttering over the excitement!

This past semester she decided to start a prayer group for artists on the campus.  She thought only a handful would be interested.   60 people signed up the first week she put the notice up.  Last week she got a job at the International Mission Board, wherein she’ll be speaking to the nations through video.

Cultivating a garden is hard work, but I love seeing a seed sprout into a full blown plant and then become a produce machine.  There’s nothing like watching your children sprout, become mature, and produce fruit that will affect untold numbers.  Now, that’s the epitome of bringing in the harvest.

The Adventure of Getting
the Milking Goat

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Typically before a trip, I look at the map and calculate the entire adventure ahead of time.  This time we had been too busy and the morning we were leaving the internet was down, so I couldn’t “Map-Quest” the directions. Our ultimate purpose for the trip was to pick up a milking goat and 20 laying chickens.  Since we rented a U-Haul van for the trip we thought we might as well take advantage of the space in the van and stop at Dale’s brother’s barn, a couple hours away and pick up some boxes of old family treasures that he wanted to get rid of. After picking up the boxes, we said our goodbyes and then looked at the directions for our next, final stop. The “goat farm lady” said she lived close to our family and didn’t give an address just some rough directions. When we finally looked at the cities that she said we would go through, I was shocked to see we were hours from where I thought we were going- taking us into another state altogether! 

We started driving, and after 30 minutes I said to Dale, “Let’s turn around. I can find a milking goat much closer to home and chickens are easy to come by.  This trip will put us home in middle of the night.” Dale said, “No, this must be a divine appointment.  We have to see it through. We would never have planned this if we had known how far away it was and this is out of character for us not to have looked at a map ahead of time.  So it must be that God has a plan for us there.”  I agreed.  So, we traveled for hours down-breath taking winding mountain roads, getting lost, and with no cell connection.

Finally we got there.  We were 4 hours late and there she was- the farmer’s wife.  She was pleased to see us. Her hair was grayish white pulled back into a long braid.  Her hands were well worn.  Her clogs covered in wet mud. At first, I forgot it was a divine appointment and got my money out to pay her for the goat and chickens so we could get back on the road quickly and get home.  Then she sat down and started to milk her whole herd of goats, after the first four, I knew we were going to be there for the duration. While we milked, she talked. Her husband had died a little over a month before.  He took care of everything and now she was all alone and legally blind.  She didn’t have a car, couldn’t drive, didn’t have a soul to help her on the 25 acre farm with all the animals.  Her closest family member lived on the west coast and she lived in WVA.  This was a divine appointment designed by God Himself.

The property was in serious need of help. She took us into her home.  She didn’t take her muddy boots off, nor did she close the door to the animals walking behind us into the house.  She stoked her coal stove and sat down to talk some more. We realized that the greatest need she had was to be loved, someone to listen to her, and just be with her- so we did. Three hours later we held her hands, prayed and blessed her, gave her hugs, love and said goodbye.

 We hadn’t stopped praying for- or communicating with her.  Dale was right- it was a divine appointment. Our greatest asset we can give someone is the Father’s love.  His love is so powerful!  It speaks volumes and rushes over the recipient like a mighty rushing river.

We loaded the 20 chickens and Alpine milking goat into the van behind the boxes of family treasures.  We were officially a full load now.  The chickens were clucking and rustling as we drove down the winding mountain roads. It didn’t take long before we had to lower the windows because the smell had overcome the vehicle.  It was going to be a long ride home.  Several hours from home, I was driving and looked over at dale and was shocked to see a mouse on his shoulder! Soon there was another mouse running up the side of his seat.  Then, another running under my seat! I don’t know how many there were but they were coming out of the boxes that we had gotten from his brothers barn. I kept telling myself that if one landed on my head or up my pant-leg that I could and would remain in control and not freak out! For three hours we drove with the lights on watching the mice run about.  The divine appointment was an adventure of a day to say the least!

Sharon Glasgow