I have harvested sooooooooooooo many tomatoes. Last Saturday we had a tomato tasting jubilee. Over 60 people came tasted 20 different types of tomatoes, judged which one was the yummiest. There was also a Salsa contest to see who brought the best salsa. This event even made the front page of the local newspaper. Which I don't think is that hard to do because nothing much happens in little Overton NV. I now understand the term digging, or swimming through tomatoes. You really have to dig through Juliet plants and any other tomato plant for that matter. I have picked so many tomatoes now that every time I see a tomato I think of Lauren Child's book I Will Never Not Ever Eat a Tomato (You say it with a British accent and it is more fun.) Some of the favorite tomatoes were... (drum roll please) Italian Heirlooms, Sun Sugar, Gold Medal.
All Cherry size tomatoes mixed together make a wonderful bruschetta (which if you are unfamiliar with what that is in other name for it could be Heaven on Bread. It is tomatoes with onion, basil, garlic, olive oil, balsamic vinegar, on toasted bread, and then if you add some cheese it is so yummy. ) Some Cherry tomatoes are ... Black Cherry, Brown Berry, Gold Pear, Red Pear, Juliet, Sun Sugar. These are all the ones coming to mind right now.
I'm sure you don't want to hear any more about tomatoes so I will move on to other things of import.
I have now caught chickens. I feel very Lagaan-ish when I do this. If you have seen the movie you will know why. If you haven't seen the movie I suggest you get on Netflix or go to the library and get it right away.
For Father's day dinner instead of going to the store and buying the meat, you just go out to the farm.... we caught 4 roosters. Monte did the gross part that I will not describe, and me and Hannah (one of the other interns) helped pluck all the feathers off. Not one of my favorite duties. Rooster meat is tougher than chicken meat. We had Saffron Chicken(rooster) with rice.
I have now milked the goats. Did you know that goat's milk is the closest to mother's milk and is there for the healthiest for us to drink. I enjoy milking the goats, except for one goat by the name of Una who must very much dislike me. All the other goats will behave with me, not Una. She will work with any one else but not me, tis very frustrating.
We have 2 new baby goats since the last time I wrote, each was born on a Sunday, 0ne week apart. They have beautiful coloring. I think it is called the swiss alpine look. One is named Greta, the other Rocky.
This week my chores have been feeding the Chickens and the Turkeys and gathering the eggs. Chickens smell so bad. I much prefer dealing with the goats. Did you know that chickens will eat their own eggs. I discovered this after dropping an egg and all the chickens rushed to it. You would never have known an egg had fallen. Monte says that sometimes they like their eggs so much that they will break them on purpose.
Chickens are a great weed cleaner-upper. You leave them in a couple of rows where the crop is already done, they eat the rest of the produce of those rows along with all the weeds, they eat the bugs, and they fertilize the soil for the next thing you plant. I am all for weeding less. (wink wink)
I helped out at the farmer's market this week. It is in someways funner than doing the deliveries because there is more going on, but to tell you the truth I think I prefer the deliveries.
On the way home from the farmer's market I saw the Lord's hand so many times blessing us. Let me tell you a little back round to these miracles.
First... Monte was gone this week doing a High Adventure with all of the 14-15 year old boys in the stake. So because he was gone the car instantly had issues. On Tuesday we discovered a flat tire, however 2 of the girls who come and help out knew how to fix that.
On Thursday on the way home from deliveries and the market the car started smoking like crazy. So we pulled over to the side of the road. Laura's brother Steve was with us and said "Someone who knows Laura is going to pull over and give all of the girls a ride home."
We had plenty of ice-water in the back that had been keeping the milk cool. We had a couple vegetables in the trailer that one could just munch on, and I had a book with me. How can this Day possibly get any better?! Oh and Laura's father-in-law was on his way to pick us up and get the car help. Well after waiting for about 15 minutes this car pulls over. Steve instantly said "There is the ride for the girls." I didn't think so, I thought it was just some person pulling over to see if they could help, then I saw the person get out of the car and who should it be but this lady who comes over every Wednesday to help us harvest. HOW CAN THIS DAY POSSIBLY GET ANY BETTER?! Steve had been right that was our ride home. Everyone got home safe. I know that the Lord was watching over us.
It is now late and I must go to bed so that I can arise EARLY in the morning. ttfn!
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