Saturday, September 22, 2012

Gorgeous Spud Day

It's happened before in rain and snow.  Regardless of the weather, Shelley celebrates the Idaho Spud every September.  This year was a beautiful day, so the kids and I participated in a few of the festivities.  The small town parade strung out over and hour and a half, with equally impressive amounts of candy.
 After standing with the masses "in line" we were handed our baked potato by Miss Russet.

 Trying to keep the hair out of her eyes when she ate.
The kids enjoyed the chocolate milk more than the potato.
 After lunch we headed up to Idaho Falls for a disappointing Harvest Fest.  We decided to make the drive worth it, we'd better stop at Reed's Dairy.  Their petting zoo was is full force, so the kids were delighted to eat their ice cream and pet the animals.  As always, our visit received high marks.





Sunday, September 09, 2012

Watermelon Stand

If a person has a watermelon patch, you can bet they need a place to sell their melons.  And since Hudson was dying to make a ticket booth, we compromised and made this stand.
Mitchell oversaw the painting, while I was in charge of the measuring and cutting.  It came together quite well using mostly what we had around.  It should be versatile enough to use for lemonade stands, fruit stands, and whatever else the kids try to peddle.
 Once we had a storefront, we needed labels.  Nik came up with these beauties and I had them printed.  Despite the controversial beginning (read: husband thought they were unnecessary,) people have loved them and I've enjoyed branding our melons with them.

But before our watermelons reach the stand, I'd better take you out back to where the magic happens.  We are always getting asked, "how did you raise such nice melons. . . here?"  There are four key ingredients: sand, black plastic, compost, and drip irrigation.
Dalanie has become quite an expert at determining when the watermelons are ready to pick.  Some people tap & thump, some people look at the curly-ques, but her method: rolling the melons over to look for a "yellow belly."




 


 After harvesting them, they have to be taken to the wagon and hauled around out front.  Hudson has gotten so tough.  (After moving watermelons, he had no problem bringing a 25# sack of flour upstairs for me.)



 They are sold by weight, so the kids enjoy reading the scale.  Rumor has it that Hudson sold a 40 pound watermelon.  20# and under are $5, 25# are $6, 30# are $7, 35# are $8, and 40# and over are $9

On occasion, a watermelon will get dropped so we slice it up and give out samples.
Good thing a hydrant is nearby because these kids cannot eat watermelon without juice dripping off their elbows.
 

 We've had many a repeat customers who claim they are the best watermelons they've ever had.  So here's to many more years in the watermelon business.

As a side note, I've taken watermelons into both Hudson and Dalanie's classrooms.  We have made paper plate watermelons and counted the seeds, weighed & measured them, and even done watermelon worksheets before slicing one open to share with the kids.  It's hard to know who has enjoyed it more, me or the kids.  They get a kick out of the way I transport the melons into the school.

Wednesday, September 05, 2012

Home and Garden 2012

The title most certainly did not say "BETTER" home and garden.  This summer was mostly survival around the place.  And though I only felt up to doing the minimum, I was quite surprised with the blessing of the beauty of our yard and garden. 

Planting our garden.



 Early stages on the watermelon patch and garden in the background.
 First year my clematis has bloomed.
 Raspberries
 Beautiful white flower from birdhouse gourds.
 Ruby's very own 'Ruby' sunflowers
 Bitty, baby watermelon
 Growing
 And growing

After my failed attempt with bees last year (the queen was infertile) I decided to get two boxes this year.      One night I went out to add another box and upset the bees.  It resulted in seven bee stings for me and one for Ruby.  Since then, Brent has gladly volunteered to check the bees- usually while I'm doing dishes.  He has become quite fascinated by bees also.  Hudson always wants us to start talking bees at bedtime so he'll get to stay up later.

 Every few weeks I would try to reclaim my garden from the weeds.
 Gladiolas
 Hibiscus

 And all my canning this year was a result of other's generosity.  Cucumbers for pickles compliments of Betty & Gerald.
 Thirty four quarts of green beans thanks to Schiesses.


A bushel and a half of tomatoes from Steve & Wendy
 Silly flower girls.