The days just keep slipping by without my writing anything here and my last homestead update is from August 8, so let’s start with the basics, shall we?
The pigs are definitely the major ongoing concern of the homestead these days. Somehow after looking like they were never growing quite as much as I expected, they have become full-size animals. We are busy keeping them fed, managing the mud, and getting all the details arranged for their leaving us. Conveniently, the seasonal gluts and abundant gleaning has coincided with their peak appetite.
Our best score of late has been a regular ration of apples. We collect the drops from roadside apple trees in the neighborhood and the pigs love them. Every trip to the garden seems to produce a bucket of goodness for the pigs as well. Carrot and beet tops, cabbage and broccoli plants, the kale leaves that got tough before we got to them… best part of a pig’s day.
The garden mostly wound down early this year. Our backpacking trip the end of August coincided with the hottest weather of the summer and our late summer producers never recovered from the stress. With nothing requiring us to pick every couple days, it has felt like the garden has been just sitting there, waiting for us to get it put to bed for the season. And yet, somehow, we just keep bringing in buckets and buckets of food from it. I dug the potatoes several weeks ago. The winter squash are just finishing curing and need to find a more permanent home in the pantry. The beets and carrots recently went into the bottom of the fridge for long storage. And after a couple batches of kraut and various kinds of pickles, I think the crock full of curtido (salvadorian kraut) is my final ferment. Unless inspiration hits again, of course, because we still have plenty of cabbage waiting patiently on the stem.
The herb garden has also been quiet of late. It looks an awful mess but there is good reason for that. Several of the annuals that I planted are good candidates for naturalization, so I’m leaving the plants to mature and drop as much seed as possible. Already the couple arugula plants I let go to seed yielded almost two cups of seed and a carpet of tender fall greens. I have visions of controlled chaos which I’m sure is optimistic but hey, I can hope.
I guess the final update is our own orchard harvest. I think we got a total of ten apples this fall, but it was the first ten apples we’ve eaten from our young trees which made them very sweet, indeed. I hope I never lose that feeling of being so rich for having fruit just grow on trees in my very yard.