Tom went away to hunt deer on Friday so I was left to hold down the farm. I am still fascinated by our white upcoming peacock. This is to the point that I am scared to let them out of the weasel proof pen.
The fall colors are starting to come on, but it is still too warm to feel like autumn.
Since Tom was away, I was able to make some recipes that he doesn’t like. I made a Zucchini Parmesan which for the first time was actually tasty. I cheated and used a pizza sauce I had made earlier.
Tom sent me this photo of a bull elk he saw.
Meanwhile I admired our elderly ex-ram Bambam.
The pig-planted pumpkin patch is doing well.
I harvested some of the larger ones for potential jack-o-lanterns.
I had some time to card some wool. This is some wool from our Shetland sheep Donna (RIP) and Vanessa.
Yesterday I made an old favorite from my vegetarian teenage years, Ratatouille Cheese Pie. I used our zucchini, eggs, tomatoes, oregano and basil for this. It was quite good, again.
This morning seemed like autumn. The farrier came and trimmed the donkeys’ hooves. Olivia is going to be 30 in June, and Marty (not in the photo) is 22.
I picked 4 boxes of quince today.
And I got our Halloween decorations ready.
Despite all of the autumn changes, we still have dahlias blooming. This one is particularly impressive.
Tom texted the photo to me this morning.
He was able to shoot this 4 point buck from the deck of the Boles in his sweatpants while he had been drinking his coffee. We had the backstrap for dinner this evening. It was quite tasty.
So a successful hunting trip, and I was able to barely hold the farm down while he was gone.