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You know what? There could be enough sun and wind about today to dry a load of washing. Sameena-next-door has had the same idea. You gotta grab the free stuff while it's being offered.
One of the good things about Paganism is it puts you back in touch with the instincts of the farmer and the hunter gatherer. I'm not a Pagan any more. Not really. But I think my time in the movement has sharpened up my appreciation of the things that can't be got in shops.
There's riches all around. Accept with thanks and try not to waste.
My father in law has apple trees. They produce tons of apples. These apples aren't as pretty as the one's you get in the supermarket, nor as big either, but they taste OK. We eat them, the rabbits eat them.
Last night I stewed a load of them in port and served them with ice-cream.
Also I'm cutting them up and bagging them and putting them in the freezer as winter provender.
Only the freezer isn't big enough to hold them all.
When I was a kid we used to store apples in an old air-raid shelter. It was built into the hillside and had a laburnum tree on top.
In those years after WWII you didn't waste a thing. All of us lived like misers.
I was thinking about this just now- on a nostagia trip if you like- when it suddenly occured to me I could store the surplus apples in one of the sheds. Bloody obvious, really. I reckon if I put down newspaper and laid the apples in rows- not touching- like my mother used to do, it ought to lengthen their shelf life. The sheds are just as cool and dark as the old shelter was.
So there's a job for me to get stuck into this afternoon......
One of the good things about Paganism is it puts you back in touch with the instincts of the farmer and the hunter gatherer. I'm not a Pagan any more. Not really. But I think my time in the movement has sharpened up my appreciation of the things that can't be got in shops.
There's riches all around. Accept with thanks and try not to waste.
My father in law has apple trees. They produce tons of apples. These apples aren't as pretty as the one's you get in the supermarket, nor as big either, but they taste OK. We eat them, the rabbits eat them.
Last night I stewed a load of them in port and served them with ice-cream.
Also I'm cutting them up and bagging them and putting them in the freezer as winter provender.
Only the freezer isn't big enough to hold them all.
When I was a kid we used to store apples in an old air-raid shelter. It was built into the hillside and had a laburnum tree on top.
In those years after WWII you didn't waste a thing. All of us lived like misers.
I was thinking about this just now- on a nostagia trip if you like- when it suddenly occured to me I could store the surplus apples in one of the sheds. Bloody obvious, really. I reckon if I put down newspaper and laid the apples in rows- not touching- like my mother used to do, it ought to lengthen their shelf life. The sheds are just as cool and dark as the old shelter was.
So there's a job for me to get stuck into this afternoon......
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I never really appreciated things like bees and sunshine beforehand.
Now, I'm intensely aware of all the little miracles surrounding me every day.
I think it has made me a better parent. I make sure to share these moment with my little one.
It also made it a lot easier for me to go to a farmer's market and buy their organic produce, rather than the stuff at the store.
People around the city seem to have a very odd attitude about organic. The general consensus is that its unsafe and there's somewhat suspicious about. And about those weird hippies who eat it.
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The most valuable lesson I learnt was: never eat a raw sloe - your face takes about a week to recover from the puckering!
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I remember unwrapped apples in January being much sweeter than normal - something to do with the storage process, unfamiliarity or nostalgia?
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We are not efficient here and need to sort something out I think!
Oh, and I agree about Paganism. Something to be said for it being taught in schools and teaching a better appreciation of our resources.
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I suspect that your comments about paganism are true for some people, but I also think that country folk keep that awareness irrespective of their belief systems.
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http://www.the-tree.org.uk/BritishTrees/Apple/apple4.htm
My parents used to keep the Autumn harvest apples all winter in crates in the basement. If we had lived in a climate where it didn't freeze in winter they wold have kept them in the storage shed in the back garden. I remember my dad wrapping each apple in newspaper first.
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That is a wonderful snapshot.
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We just picked the Italian plums from our little tree and are going to make a batch of ginger plum chutney this weekend. JM also got a lot of strawberries for $1.59 a pint (they're late berries and very close to spoiling) so I'm making strawberry peach jam tonight. Cheap, delicious, easy to make, and lovely to look at on the cupboard shelf. *happy sigh*
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Last night I stewed a load of them in port and served them with ice-cream.
I was speed-reading and, just for a second, wondered if you meant the apples or the rabbits plus apples.
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There's a tin-roofed old silver-wood shed behind my new house, and the first thing I'm going to do is order firewood and have it stacked in there.
Then I'll gather kindling into baskets (in the cool evenings at sunset..."all is safely gathered in/ e're the winter storms begin....")
Fall coming makes me want to store and save. I guess it's the Neanderthal in me.
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As for the washing. My machine has about died, and rather than risk ruining our clothes I decided a short while ago to start handwashing and see how we get on without a machine. I am becoming more and more appreciative of good drying weather, not least because it has been quite a rarity this summer. I am remembering back to my childhood, when all we had in the way of mod cons was a baby burco boiler to cook the bedding. Everything else was washed by hand, and wrung through a mangle before being hung on the line to dry. I also remember my dad showing me a washing dolly, a sort of stool design with a long handle, that was used when he was a child to pummel the laundry in a tub to get the dirt out. I imitate that on a small scale, with a bucket of clothes and a wooden spoon to pummel with. :-)
I must admit that I like the idea of at least finding a mangle if possible. Wringing the water out is the hardest part of the job for a gal with weak wrists like me. LOL
regards,
Silverhawk
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