Garden count 2015- 4085 pounds..

Hard Fruits

Apples-156 pds
Crabapples-52 pds
Wild Crabapples-33 pds
Cherries Sour-0
Cherries Sweet-0
Pears- 0
Mulberries- tree died
Wild Plums-0

Total Hard Fruit Very poor year indeed

Soft Fruits

  • Gooseberries-18
    Cranberries- 0
    High Bush Cranberries- 12
    Blueberries -0
    Red Currents- 22
    Black Currents-18
  • white currents- 11
  • Clove currents -1 pound
    BlackBerries- 42
    Grapes- 61

and that is why we are always adding in more soft fruit.. its without a doubt our better producers year after year.


  • Beans=268
    Zucchini- 36
    Acorn Squash-14
    Butternut Squash- 142
  • other squashes- 426 pounds
  • pumpkins-520
    Potatoes- 0- bought this year
  • Sweet potatoes- 286 pounds
    Basil- lots
    Storing Onions- 9
    Green onions- 32
    horseradish-11 pounds
  • horse radish green- 82 pounds
    Kale-41 pounds
    Collard Greens- 55
    Kohlrabi- 49
    Green’s salad mix- 39
  • mustard green -91
    Broccoli- 23
    Asparagus- 32
    Pea’s- 67
    Watermelons- 0
    Carrots- 22
    Corn- 36
    Cabbage 56
  • brussel sprouts 76
    Turnips -97

and I know that I had at least another couple hundred pounds that was not tracked properly of the smaller items, including herbs and medical plants along with small amounts that were eaten fresh or pulled and used for feed.. Not all amounts were human quality, and the amount does not include the loss for prepping the best quality for us, but that is my total for 2015 in terms of the amount of poundage grown, harvested and feed to either ourselves, fresh eating, put up for winter use or used for the critters..

My guess is that I had another 300 to 500 pounds worth of plants, greens, roots, stems and so forth that went to the pigs as fodder over the season as well.

So it was a good year but not as good as it could be.. please remember that we do all out gardening by hand or with critter power.. all hand planted, all hand worked and all hand harvested and prepped.

I am grateful to my gardens for the bounty this year and hope for a even better year in 2016.. I want to crack that 5000 pound mark in 2016, please note that the food grown is all grown in my front yard, which includes my gardens and my food forest, the total amount of land for that (and its not in full production, there is lots of room for more gardens and plantings) is one an half acres. the main gardens scatters around are around 3/4th of a acre in solid production.

Zone 5, Frost free days this year 141 it was a good spring with reasonable rain, but did require some hand watering, the summer was warm but very few truly hot days, reasonable amounts of natural rain fall but without all my water collecting from my metal roofs to water the gardens it would have been a reduced crop, fall was long, slow and warm, cool nights but a outstanding fall.

We interplanted and seasonally planted, there was not a spot of dirt showing that was not planted or re-planted thought out the season, in a almost all cases I was able to get two crops in the gardens and in some places I was able to get three crops.

We had no issues with critters, other then the odd chicken damage, but we did have a good amount of pest issues this year along with a outbreak of rust that had to be battled daily.

We did a lot of seed saving this year, along with a good amount of dried beans for winter storage and use.  Of course that meant that were not able to get full harvests from those plants

So how was your gardens this year, amazing,  or just ok, or poor. What was your biggest success this year.. what did you grow and hate, what did you grow and love! how was your garden season in terms of weather patterns, normal, strange.. good or poor..

Did you save seeds, did you put up what you wanted or did you have to buy locally to get what you wanted an if so, how was the farmers markets, I made it to two only and the prices were so high that I walked out without buying a single thing.




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Black Friday Sales- Farmgal Style

So the flyers came, they were read, the lists were made ready, the trip was planned and we needed to get to six, count them six stores for the planned black Friday sales! O YA!

My hubby is on a writers board and on the black Friday list, everyone was talking about, they got this game or this movie set or this new TV..

So here is what we got on our black Friday sales..

3 month supply of locally made butter on sale at 2.88

6 jars of 1 liter kraft peanut butter at 5 dollars off per jar

a case of 48 tomato paste

a couple cases of pasta, 12 bags per case at a dollar each (and the good kind)

A case of dish soap, at a mear dollar a bottle saving almost 3 on each one

A flat of canned milk.. backup for when my girls are dry and for certain recipes as needed. at a great price, (A price I have not seen for 2 years locally)

and slippers that are normally 30 on for 6 dollars..

Hmmm what else, o I remember now, a case of hubbies favorite Italian wedding soup..

And I got 5 serving bowls at my second hand shop, all matching for 25 cents each..

So did you black Friday shop? if so, did you do it online? or did you brave the stores? if you went out.. did you stock up like me, cherry picking the best the stores offered at rock bottom prices, running in and out, with no other shopping allowed.. or did you go for one of those big “wants” at a good price..




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Christmas Advent 2016

Last year, Hubby and I did a small Christmas Advent gifts for the full 25 days, we loved it and by day 5 my mom said, she just wished she was doing the same.. so  we headed out and in two hours, we had her gifts bought, another two hours wrapped and boxes and mailed by express.

It was a hit so this year, we drew names and have shopped.. Hubby got Niece HP and I am not going to lie.. he paid, I did the shopping and he did get the wrapping paper and tap etc, but I did the wrapping myself, but he will be the one driving in the city to get the box to the greyhound bus..


It was very challenging and interesting to get those 25 gifts was.. now I just need to get the very last ones done for my sister in law, I am quite excited about hers, some of them are homemade-farm and some are a tip your head back and relax after, and the rest.. well, she reads this blog.. so I say, no more..

I will say this.. I was so glad to realize that I could buy a few of those little booze bottles at the LCOB,  I figure when she see’s them wrapped she will know what they are.. but not what is in them :) so I can talk about it here.

My mom says that almost all my gifts are from her house, not bought.. this should be very interesting indeed.. and very special in its own way in regards to the fact that I hope a few come with stories that I know

Its seems so early but when you need to have them mailed in time for the first to be opened for Dec 1st, you are on a time crunch!

Do you draw names, do you make homemade gifts, Do you do a advent calendar?

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This an That Post..

A warm hello to my readers on this cool day, I wanted to just have a cuppa with you and catch you up on things, so please join me.. make a fresh cup of tea and get caught up :)

I am serving Chia for myself but I am will make you a strong coffee or a proper red rose in a tea up  if you prefer

So my own computer battery cord got chewed up.. hmm so I learned that the little flat end is a odd one, who knew that most cords that are chargers have round ends and so I wait for the cord to come in from amazon after everyone locally said, they do not carry it and to just order it, I figured ok, I will just do the fast delivery, but alas no.. the company that sells it, says 5 to 12 days to get it here..

At least I can get on a tiny bit with hubbies work laptop for a few min in the evening, but I have itchy fingers and so much I want to blog about but it does not make sense to write it out and then type it.. so it will have to wait until my computer is back on line.

The past two days have been the first that I feel like I am more back in my groove not missing my momma so much and being back to it being normal to be alone for the day other then the critters.

Today was Ferrier day, so it was a busy morning, but I am very pleased that both of my big guys feet are looking good, no healthy issues were found, good growth was noted and our new program on how to get the meds into my fussy with her feet worked well.. so well in fact that I also did a bit of routine cleaning for her while drugged, so she got her teeth checked, and her bag washed out. Caleb had got a small poke, I assume from getting to close while we are forking hay over and so I found it, it was carefully checked, cleaned and salve put on it, it will need to be treated daily for 3 to 5 days, I want to keep it dried out and clean while it heals, the jaw area is NOT where you want a infection to spread, while this one is currently small and on the outside, it would be very bad indeed if it went inward.

We spent between the 2 of us 14 hours on the weekend, we had a fire going the whole time, we burned the burdock plants, having already collected the seeds I wanted, having collected and burned the dry wild parsnip seed heads, and cutting and burning other weed plants that are either seeds with pokes that can get into the critters mouths or that are poison to both the critters and ourselves, we also burned anything that was a hard to compost biomass.. the ash is well burned and clean, it will be used in the gardens.

Speaking of gardens, we got another one totally redone and I have now seeded it down with a mix of raddish seed, mustard seed and barley as a green crop, this will be turned under in the spring for the spring planting, this garden is in year one this year, it was a sheet garden which had beans grown up the gate and with squash grown either up or out, the bed was 6 inch thick straw chips, and then hills for the squash and a small four inch line of compost-soil mix for the beans.

It produced both well and poorly, we made a mistake with the compost and so we struggled with the plants, it was only after I started watering it with nettle and comfrey tea and then added chopped comfrey to it that it truly produced well enough.


It very much needed a major overhaul, so the climber was cleaned off, the soil was cleaned up, turned and allowed to be exposed, the green area was weeded, with the greens going to the critters, then we added in a total of 5 wheel barrels of rabbit (cool) compost, a light dusting of cool hard wood ash, a light dusting of my home grown chopped and dried comfrey and a inch of bird compost, all mixed together and the beds were expanded to three feet on each side and three foot half moons added on each end.


The out laying area was mowed low and tight and then bedded down.. looking much better now. this bed is not in effect a raised bed, its over a foot high compared to the area around it, I intend to do a very early spring pea planting for the climber, and spring greens, onions and radishes in the beds and then it will be replanted in 30 to 45 days into its summer plants and the peas will come out and beans will go in.

Lots more gardens to be finished out yet but I am pleased with the bedding down that we have been able to get done so far before the snow flies, I am also thrilled that I am still being able to pick fresh greens in the yard.

Hubby has been working extra long hours at work, in some cases arriving home as late as possible on the bus (he had three times that he can pick up) and even in one case missing the buses and needing to take a taxi, thankfully that is cost if covered by his work. I am just glad that they respect and admire his work, that is always a good thing.

But if does give me a bit more work for myself on the farm but that is ok as well, without the computer working, its a good thing that I have even more to do.. I find myself with a stack of books to read, I am working on reading a number of my garden books, I re-read the chapter on squash on The Resilient Gardener, I am reading How to grow more vegetables by john Jeavons from start to finish..

What are you reading right now?  Got a amazing gardening related book that I just need to read? Let me know in the comments, please an thanks.

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Cucuzza squash

After a month of curing this squash, I got my smallest out and got busy with it.. the Kleenex box is there for sizing for you


It had very few seeds, but I got some at least and hope that my bigger ones have at least the same amount. Storage is good, the taste boiled is soft an very mild, with natural sweetness.


The Baked is lovely, mashes up very well and was used to make squash cookies, which everyone says taste like  zucchini cookies, not pumpkin, which surprised me.

The end was easily cleaned and would make very good hollows for stuffing and baking in the oven, this is a finely thinned squash. I can see why they are used skin on when in the young stage.

I will do a second one in dec and ideally one in Jan to test for holding and storage.

We are going to be building a second teepee type structure next spring to grow this squash on, I am looking forward to seeing if it will help it produce better, I had so many young fresh smaller green ones this year, with only a few making it into fully mature, tan ready for storage and I want to be choose seed and improve this ideally!



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Milk Bread Recipe

Here is your recipe as requested, This is as close as I can get cuz to tell the truth I winged it like normal..

  • 1 and 1/2 cups warmed milk, you just need to heat the milk to body temp, do not let it simmer or boil, just taking the chill off of it. if you are using lard or butter add your fat to the warm melt and let it melt in it.
  • Next 1/2 cup of warm water
  • 2 tbsp of sugar
  • 1 tbsp of bread yeast the old fashion kind
  • Allow to proof, then shake the jar good again.
  • Add 1/4 cup good olive oil or lard or butter
  • 1tsp of salt, Mix all togther.
  • I used 3 an half green cups, so that should be 6 cups of all purpose flour, to make a very soft dough, think I might have used another 1/4 cup to get it right where I wanted it.. soft but no sticky for the kneading..
  • Place in a clean, lightly greased bowl covered with a clean tea towel
  • House is cool, so my rises were long, the first a couple hours, the second about the same.. you want it to double in size for however that takes in your heated warm houses the books generally say an hour but I use a bit yeast and like longer raising times, you get alot more flavor that way.

Farmgal Tip of the Day

If you run a cool house, and find that it takes a long time for your dough to double in size, fill your tea kettle and make yourself a cuppa tea, if its a tea kettle on the stove just put it in the oven with your covered with a tea towel bowl of dough, the heat from the kettle will warm the oven and make it rise beautifully and you get to sit and have a cuppa after making your bread :)  If you have a electric kettle, you can carefully pour your boiling water into a quart jar and put it into the oven on a plate, it will not hold heat as long but it will do the trick nicely none the less.


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The danger of a food glut-Pantry Woes

It does not matter if you buy in bulk at the farmers market, buy in bulk from your local farmer or be a homesteader, old or new at the living off the land, one of the big challenges is food glut and the pantry woes it can bring with it.

Let me give you a few examples,

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Spring- Eggs, O my after a lean winter of egg laying your new and older hens start laying and the eggs are flowing, for the first few weeks, its a delight to see more an more eggs coming in, that the extra bowl of eggs on the counter, that you can make a dish that calls for a dozen at a time while you hum.. but come fall and winter.. that egg glut is going to become lean.. o yes it will.. very very lean.. you can do everything right and unless you overwinter and feed a large amount of perfectly timed new hens, its going to go down in hard winter


Summer- O that first bean or tomato..  the first bowls that come in are a delight and served with pride and little groans of pleasure.. come sept, and you are 6 bushels in and you think.. while ducking your own head in shame at the thought.. can I please get a killing frost and just get it done with!

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Fall- Root cellar stuff, potato squash and so forth.. it seems like a huge amount that we are putting away, and it is but come spring.. it will be a very different story.

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Winter- Milk, most of us with time under our belts that have barns to be able to do so, have our little ones come when its still frozen and cold outside, there is a solid reason for it, it means that the babies get a much better start at life without all the extra bugs that spring will bring.. they will be healthy and well started when the first push of grass comes in.  that means we start milking in winter, the first buckets are such a high, but as the fridge fills as you have yogurt, cheese and so much more made and you start putting it away, you get to the point where at some point, you will milk, and just feed it out to the critters..

Pantry woes- you did not want to waste those green tomatos, so you made 50 pints of this awesome recipe you found, and you can serve it with this or that way.. seven years later, it gets it top popped and feed to the pigs..  Just cause you can it, does not mean that you will end up eating it!

The above are great examples but the one I really want to focus on today is butcher time.  If you buy your meat in bulk by a half or a whole you will have the same issues as the homesteader or the hunter for that matter.. a sudden glut of meat, it fills our freezers, it fills canning jars and its wonderful.. if we raised the animal, if its a larger critter, we realize that it takes months to years to raise that meat and it has high value to you.

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The best cuts are brought out for special times, and the uncommon require work to find ways to create delightful meals but the big ones the ground, you can easily get use to using it and in larger amounts then normal..

Its a trick and then some to figure out what you need..  You have to do some meal planning and then you will need to redo that meal planning over and over again..

Farmgal tip of the day- If you figure out that you want one chicken per week for your family, 52 per year.. add 10 percent to your order, if you end up a with few extras great but it will give you the buffer on losses. If you are planning on raising one large critter, example a pig, plan to need a min of 20 percent of your meat needs to be other to lower food fatigue both in cooking, and eating.

How many times a day do you eat meat, what meats are you going to eat, are you growing only one kind mainly, will you get food fatigue, its a real thing.. one I am currently struggling with myself.. We have beef and pork.. and beef and pork, and that is it.

Its been about six weeks since our last white meat was eaten in the house, and unless I want to go buy meat (NOT), until I butcher, I will have beef and pork..

I will soon have rabbit, chicken, duck, goose, lamb to add to the list and my winter breeding of the does will take place this week for more rabbit in mid winter. I have been gifted a bit of deer and moose.

Its certainly not a hardship on the outside to be looking at your freezer or pantry full of meat, but working with a limited amounts of choice cuts, (I sigh, when I hear and read you folks that are putting up 30 or 40 pounds of chicken breasts or 50 pounds of pork loin)  a glut of minx or  stew and figuring out how to eat nose to tail makes it much more of a challenge then folks not living on the land would expect.

We not only can have food fatigue in terms of meat, root veggies, but we have to plan and budget, hubby knows that certain milk crate colors in the freezer are NO TOUCH without permission, because they are filled with things that are planned 3, 6, or 9 months in advance.

how do you manage the issue above at your house? Do you find yourself running short? if so, do you buy at the store? do you add in more meatless meals? Do you raise small critters to give multi bouts of fresh meat in your year plan? If so, what do you raise?


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New Painting

I adore second hand shops, got this stunning 3 by 4 of signed original artwork for three dollars today at the store, just love it. once I get it hung, it matched the new paint in the kitchen so nicely.


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The Monument by Jason Sharp


11 November 1908: North of Manaus, Amazonas del Sur“Passing through?”, the homesteader asked, his rifle resting in his arms.”Yes”, the traveller replied, his rifle dangling off his right shoulder on a strap. “I was told there was a veteran building a monument around these parts. I thought I’d go see it.”

“You’d be talking about Oscar”, the homesteader confirmed, his stance relaxing somewhat.

“I don’t know his name – just that he’s around here somewhere. I’d appreciate directions if you can provide them”, the traveller replied.

“I can do that”, the homesteader replied, kicking an uprooted sapling towards a brushpile. “You a vet?”

“Yes. You?”

“Yeah”, the homesteader confirmed. “Oscar’s about three miles that way. You can’t miss his dogs.”

“Everybody’s got dogs”, the traveller observed.

“Everybody’s dogs aren’t the same as Oscar’s dogs”, the homesteader replied. “Just keep in mind that Oscar’s still in the jungle.”

The traveller nodded. He’d heard the expression a fair bit in the past two weeks. Vets scarred or broken by the experience of fighting skilled fanatics amidst the humid heat of the towering, predatory rain forest were still in the jungle, even if the trees around them had been felled by settlers carving out fields for crops or grazing. “I appreciate the advice. Have yourself a good day.”

The homesteader nodded back. “Safe travels.”

The traveller continued on his way, rifle dangling, revolver in unclipped holster, knife in unclipped sheath. The Anahuac had been vanquished, but not wholly exterminated, after their defeat three years earlier. Every few months, it seemed, a pack of them erupted out of the greenery to slaughter whomever they could find before the local militia tracked them down. Any traveller with a hint of common sense went armed, if only to assure himself the quick, painless death that the Anahuac would deny him.

The trail was two yards wide, nothing more than flattened grasses and saplings broken by the wheels of carts and the hooves of horses and oxen. The traveller assumed, correctly, that it was one of the old trails broken by the army in order to move supplies up to the frontlines. Nowadays, settlers and homesteaders used it as a highway of sorts. He’d already passed several fortified villages along the way, and knew of two or three more further on, and had indeed passed a few wary locals along the way.

Perhaps two hours passed before Oscar’s dogs revealed themselves. The traveller had assumed from the homesteader’s remarks that Oscar’s dogs were larger and more formidable than most. They were, in fact, six or seven tiny moppets that raised an irritating, high-pitched racket as soon as they heard his footfalls. “Okay, yes, I see him”, a man’s voice called out from a stand of brush. The yipping continued. “Yes, I see him. Thank you. That’s good.” The mongrels, perhaps half the size of a house cat, continued their assault on the ears. “God in Heaven, enough!

In the ensuing silence, their owner appeared, wiping his forehead with a filthy rag. “Hello. Can I help you?”

“I hope so. I’m looking for Oscar”, the traveller replied.

“That’s me”, Oscar confirmed. “What can I do for you?” He was, like so many in these parts, polite and respectful, but wary – logical behaviour given that virtually everybody carried at least one gun on them at all times.

“I heard you’re building a monument. I was hoping I could visit it.”

“Well, it’s not really a monument”, Oscar replied, as the tiny dogs pranced around his feet. “But you’re welcome to have a look. Don’t mind these little buggers. They’ll jump all over your knees, but they’re all bark and no bite.”

“I believe it”, the traveller stated with a slight smile.

“Come on, it’s back there”, Oscar said, beckoning past a log shack and adjacent shed. “You must be a vet. Civvies don’t come out here to see me.”

“I was based in Manaus during the war”, the traveller replied, falling into stride beside his host. “Didn’t get out of it often.”

“I’ll try not to hold that against you”, Oscar replied humorlessly. “I marched through it once and never saw it again.”


“No interest.”

“How about San Sylvestre?”, the traveller asked.

“El Dorado, you mean. It’ll always be El Dorado. No way am I going back there again.”

“Fair enough”, the traveller replied. “Can’t say I really want to either.”

A cross came into sight: two rusty wagon axles, chained at right angles. “Didn’t have any trees around after we burned the bush”, Oscar commented. “We had to improvise.”Noting a small glass jar filled with metal tags at the base of the cross, the traveller asked, “How many are here?””Seventy-three of my mates. Out of a hundred and six that started out.” The traveller swore quietly. Oscar grunted in response. “Yeah, it was a rough week. Word came down from Brigade that the savages had established a strong point on a small rock ridge out here – which is funny, if you think about it, there’s not a lot of rock around here. Just red clay. Anyway, the Eye was using it to run raids on our supply train, and it was really cocking things up. So the old man told our captain to clear the place out.“We tried to burn them out. Set fires when the wind was right. It worked, at first – they bugged out when things got too hot around the ridge. Soon as we had a route that weren’t burning, we went over and took the ridge. About two hours later, they started dropping arty on us. Guess they’d zeroed in the ridge as a precaution. There was no cover, and we couldn’t dig in at all, so we pulled out.”

The traveller noted that, by the standards of the Amazon, the trees were relatively small around here, not more than three or four years old.

“We went back the next day, but the bastards were back on the ridge already, with a machine gun. Waited until we were out in a skirmish line in the burn before they opened up. Those of us weren’t cut down by the rounds just dropped where we were – which didn’t help so much considering we’d burnt most of the cover the previous day. I spent the whole damn day curled up behind a stump, making sure my head and my ass weren’t sticking out.” Oscar pointed out a streak of white hair along his left temple. “Didn’t quite manage that. Still, I scampered back to our start line come nightfall, which was damned lucky, as they went out and caught two of our boys that had stayed put too long. Had ‘em screaming all night and into the next morning.”

The traveller winced knowingly. It had been established very early in the war that it was better to die fighting than to be captured, considering what would come afterward. The traveller had issued the order himself more than once.

“We worked through the brush to the north two days later; they had an ambush waiting for us. We fought through it, but it cost us the day and the captain.”

Oscar’s little pack of toy dogs scampered past them, heading down the trail at what was, for them, break-neck speed. “Not your typical Amazon dogs”, the traveller ventured.

“I found the bitch and the stud while we were going house-to-house in El Dorado. I reckon a French ex-pat must’ve brought them in. Can’t imagine how they managed not to get eaten”, Oscar replied. “They’ve had two litters since; four pups have made it.

“So, I was saying, we regrouped that day while senior platoon commander took over the the company, trading fire here and there with any Anahuac that would show themselves. We’d lost a lot of guys, and the CO was concerned about the company routing. He collapsed us down to two platoons, since there was just one other lieutenant left, and we pushed on. It was like basic training all over again – advance a few feet, take cover, provide cover for your mate while he did the same.

“The Anahuac figured out that we were split in two, and raided the other platoon that night. We joined in on the melee soon as we could. Total pandemonium. Spearpoint to bayonet in total darkness – stabbing at smells, sounds, movements of air. I jabbed somebody, somebody else nicked me. Eventually, our CO just shouted for us all to stay still, shut the hell up, and kill anything that moved.”

They’d arrived at the ridge, Oscar and the traveller. About eighty feet long, twelve or so feet high, it was a pitted grey, covered in fungus. “Come dawn, we found that there were still thirty or so us left. We were over there, to the north, about one hundred feet away. We didn’t see anybody over here, and there were enough of them lying around to believe we’d gotten them all, but I think we were all too damned scared to confirm it. Wasn’t until mid-afternoon that Corporal Rodriguez got impatient and made his way over. He found one wounded Anahuac, shot him dead, poked around a while, and called the rest of us over.”

“So you took the ridge”, the traveller said.

“Yeah. And a few days later, the Anahuac pulled back to another line of defence anyway. We went back to the rear and got merged with another company that had been cut up. Kept fighting.”


“I took up the cantonment offer soon as I heard of it”, Oscar said. The army had come up with the initiative to encourage settlement – self-defending settlement – of the central Amazon post-war; several thousand veterans had accepted it. “Wandered a bit, and found myself back here. Cleaned around the grave, repaired the cross, and decided to built this.”

Before them, at the foot of the ridge, was a small pile of rocks, perhaps two feet high.”I’ve got a little book in a tin can in the foot of the pile. Any time a vet stops by, I invite him to sign it. Would you like to?”, Oscar asked.”I would”, the traveller replied. Oscar dropped to his knees, popped the lid off a rusty biscuit tin, and pulled out a small notepad and pencil. He reached up to hand them to the traveller, who flipped the notepad open. Sixteen names were listed on the first page. The traveller grunted, put pencil to paper, and wrote:Geolog, Santos Soublette; Commanding Officer; Army of the Amazon

He closed the notepad and handed it and the pencil back to Oscar, who secured them in the tin. “Thanks.”

“Thank you”, Geolog, the traveller, responded.

Oscar shrugged, got back to his feet. “I know it’s not much yet”, he explained, “But I’m adding to it everytime I find another rock on the property. I’ve got lots of time, and I’m not going anywhere. Join me for some eggs?”

“I’d be honored”, Geolog said.

Two hours later, Geolog spied the homesteader, leaning on a shovel while the brushpile smouldered and streamed white smoke into the thick jungle air. He waved; the homesteader nodded back. “Back so soon?”, he called out.

“Yes. You were right about the dogs.”

“Like I said, no missing them”, the homesteader remarked. “How was the monument?”

“I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“Really? It was just a little pile of rocks when I was there.”

In his mind, Geolog could see Oscar tending to his friends’ grave and cross, could hear him telling a perfect stranger about the most horrifying week of his life. After a moment, he replied, “My friend, if you just saw the rock pile, you didn’t see the monument.”

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Fry Bread

I just adore the ability to take some a bit of bread dough from my bread, bun or pizza bread and turn it into fry bread.. This was a nice basic milk bread, perfect for anything you want to use this dough for.


I use fry bread as my wraps for stirfries, for breakfast wraps and just as is, so good with a touch of butter and jam.

Farmgal Tip of the Day – Use a six inch or eight inch round sandwich plate as your model, you can roll your dough, you can hand pull your dough, but I like to do this for getting a even spread.. I find a plate that is just under the size of the cast iron fry pan I will be using at med heat, and I hand work the dough till its about half the size, then I drop it down onto the plate and use the plate to level and push out the rest of it.


then slip a pantry knife or a regular knife to help lift the edges and peel it off and into the pan. as you can see below, I do not touch it until it gets that bubble look on it. Then flip and brown and serve or wrap in a cloth to keep warm if making more of them.


It was served with my high bush cranberry jelly and a touch of butter.. a delightful meal indeed.




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