Date Night

Last night, we had a date night with a dinner and a movie.  Actually the movie came first.  We saw Sheep Detectives which I knew I wanted to see as soon as I saw the preview.  Any sheep movie I am going to, and Tom will humor me.

The movie was great and highly recommended, particularly for people like me who love sheep.  It was a who-done-it which I am always bad at and was again. But it was incredibly engaging.  Loved it.

Then we went to the Black Cat in Fairhaven for dinner. Most other places were closing down for dinner, but this was available and quite yummy.

I chose the In Sheep’s Clothing wine, of course.

Today there was a change in the weather.  We finally have some rain.  It seems like forever since I have seen clouds against the hills.  It was nice to see again.

While I was away for Mother’s Day weekend, the turkey poults grew up enough to be able to roost.  It is nice to see them growing up and thriving.

Today I made Orgeat per one of my cookbooks.  Tom had to buy a nut bag for me which was amusing.  It turned out well.

And I made spruce tip syrup.

Everything is going so well with my family, the animals and the garden that I am worried something bad is going to happen.  I may actually finally be a farmer that I realize that things don’t always go well.  Hoping my feeling is wrong.

 

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Mother’s Day Weekend

There was farming in preparation for this weekend.  Interestingly, Wally continues to act like a farm dog.  She even has been hanging out in the dog house.

We are continuing to bottle feed Jameson.  His grandmother is curious about it.  Because of the bottle feeding, Tom wasn’t able to join us this weekend.

I was preparing by gathering lilac blossoms.  I encountered a really small baby snail in the process.  I thought it was cute.

I made a Lilac cordial from the Drink Your Garden book I bought.  It has lilac blossoms, blueberries, lemon and sugar.  You simmer it and then let it steep for 2 days.

I noticed one of our rhodies is looking mighty pretty.

I took some lilac flowers down to Acacia Memorial Park to honor my grandmother and great grandmother. I thought they looked pretty.

That was on Wednesday when we also joined my mother and Al to honor her birthday with a nice dinner.  It was lively evening.

Then on Friday Ryeleigh and I hit the road.

And we arrived at my mother’s family cabin.  Ryeleigh was excited to be out of the car after a long journey.  The river was beautiful.

We were joined by my mother, Al, brother and Sue.  Mom made a great dinner, and there was an after dinner dog walk with the late sunlight on the volcanic cliffs.  Unfortunately a lot of the fir tree there are dying.

On Saturday morning we all clamored into Al’s truck (which was tight) and went to find William O. Douglas cabin in Goose Prairie.  We think we found it. He is a true hero from Yakima, and his environmental influences are still evident today.

We also found the Susan Summit Cyr cabin where Mr. Douglas had stayed as well.  I have a copy of her book Tanum which I will be reading.  I would also like to read Mr. Douglas’ autobiography too.

We checked out Bumping Lake and the boat launch.  It was just gorgeous.

There were more dog walks at the cabin.

And then I started a cooking extravaganza.  I used vintage equipment including old mixers for this.  I first made Pineapple Upside-Down Cake.  Then I put a leg of Lamb in the oven.  My brother had to Sawzall the end to get it to fit in the oven.  I used this Roast Lamb recipe.  I then prepared the dough for Salted Butterflake Rolls.  That is what is being shown here.

Here are the rolls baked.  I prepare dough for Homemade Cinnamon Rolls and Cornmeal Mush for the next day.  And I tried to make the Best Crispy Roast Potatoes Ever.  But I ended up just putting the boiled peeled potatoes in the lamb drippings and baking them, calling it good enough.

I also made peas with pearl onions and steamed local purple asparagus (thanks to The Little Red School house, my favorite fruit stand).  Here is the dinner on the table, covered to stay warm.  I chose these foods as they reminded me of what my maternal grandmother would cook back in her day.  Per my mother, I did a good job.

Here is my plate.  I thought it all was amazing.  The lamb was yummy (even though I forgot to baste it and cooked it too long).  Mint jelly is a must.

Then there was the pineapple upside-down cake for dessert.  I had always wanted to make one, and I do remember my grandmother making them when I was a kid.  This one wasn’t  as pretty as hers, but it tasted good.

We did the Mother’s Day dinner a day early as I wanted my brother to participate as I know he is a big fan of lamb.  But then I made the Mother’s Day brunch actually on Mother’s Day.  I finished the cinnamon rolls, fried the mush, scrambled our eggs, and fried our bacon.  I did make drinks using the Lilac Cordial as well.

Here is my plate.  I managed to try to burn the rolls when I accidentally had the oven temperature too high.  I didn’t think the fried mush was as crispy as my grandfather used to make it but closer than my previous attempts.  I didn’t have a loaf pan for the mush which would have been an improvement and more consistent with his version.  I will keep trying.  But I received good reviews for my brunch.

My brother and Sue had been working to fix up our old outhouse which a tree had fallen on last year.  It is looking much better now.  There are lots of memories of using this when I was a kid.

I had purchased a fuchsia for my mother.  I thought it looked good at the cabin.

There were more dog walks after brunch, and Greg and Sue left.

We visited the neighbor’s cabin that had been recently condemned and removed due to the flooding over the winter,  It was sad to see it gone.  You could even see jigsaw puzzle pieces and marbles in the debris, reminding you of the fun that had once happened there.

My niece Loki and great nephew Zephyr came as well.  Al was able to help get his measurement on the wall where all of the measurements are noted since 1958.

Mom made a nice dinner (which is kind-of unfair as it was Mother’s day), but it was really good.  It was nice to hangout and catch up.  This morning there were more dog walks.  There are white flowers on the other side of the river that almost look like snow.  They are quite pretty.

There was also a sliver of a moon above Edgar Rock which I also thought was pretty.

So it was a great weekend with good company and food.  The weather was also perfect.  So we might make this a tradition but unlikely the weather will be as nice in the future.

P.S. I finished this book, Brave Hearted: The Women of the American West. It is an amazing book about women in the frontier using their own words.  Immigration is covered including the Oregon, California and Mormon trails as well as the California gold rush. There are stories of African-American and Chinese slaves and the Native American experience from a number of tribes.  There were military wives too.  I learned a lot and have a whole new appreciation for how tough women can be.

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The Farm, Bike Trip, Concrete, and Red-Headed Stepchildren

Thursday evening had a full moon rising over the hill.  Unfortunately the iPhone does not do it justice.  It was impressive.

The turkey poults continue to grow and develop.  I am fascinated with them each day.

Jameson started eating some grain on Friday morning.  Unfortunately not eating much but is also nibbling on hay and grass.  He is continuing to nurse on Sonja, his grandmother.  But he does not seem to be getting enough milk, and we are having to bottle feed twice per day.  I have kept trying to get Summer to accept him, but it is not happening.  So today she is moved to a far field and will be allowed to dry up.

Tom took his 2025 Honda Trail 125 out on a spin on Saturday.  He went to Anacortes and enjoyed the sights including the halibut derby.

On Sunday we decided to participate in the Mountain Film Festival in Concrete.  I particularly wanted to see the Mountain Runners.  They had showed it before, but I wasn’t able to see it.  I had read about the story but now was finally able to see the movie.  It is about the marathon race that was held between 1911 and 1913 that ran from Bellingham to the summit of Mount Baker and back to Bellingham.  It is a crazy, fascinating story that was well presented in this movie.  Highly recommended.

We then headed next door to the historic Hub Tavern for a late lunch.  The backbar and matching 30 foot mahogany front bar were brought here in 1912.  It is impressive.  We had nice meals of hamburger and halibut and chips. The plan was to see the third movie of the day, Train Dreams, but we decided not to wait until 5:00 to see it.  So instead we cheated and watched it on Netflix at home.  It was a hauntingly beautiful and tragic movie that I also would highly recommend.

Today we rotated the critters and were able to let the old skinny sheep onto pasture for the first time this year.  I think they really appreciated it.

There is a little bird that has been hanging out on the lilac outside the window by my computer desk.  It was attacking the reflection in the window, but it now just flying near it.  It is not a great photo but wondering if it could be a nuthatch.

I have been exploring cocktails from a book that Tom got for me for Christmas.  It is Home Bartending Mastery.  I have been enjoying the book until today when I read the introduction to chapter 4.

The “red-headed stepchild” comment hit me hard.  I am a red-headed stepchild and have two red-headed step-children.  This phrase is meant to imply neglected, unwanted, or mistreated.  It was born out of anti-Irish sentiment in the United States and concerns that a red-haired child born to non-red-haired parents led to suspicion of adultery.  There is also the phrase “beaten like a red-headed stepchild” which is even worse.  I definitely know that there are worse phrases to use about people with much worse history and implications but still.   Can’t we stop using these phrase that are based on stereotypes and an ugly history?  These terms are hurtful and unnecessary.  I did send a message to the author of the book. Not sure if he will read it or respond.

P.S. I did receive a nice reply from the author.  He meant no offense and was not aware there were issues regarding the term.  He has red-headed friends that are not offended.  So what do you all think?  Is it offensive or am I especially sensitive?

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