Making Hay While the Sun Shines

Danny running the baler

Not much is happening around here today. Nice to have all the chickens processed for the year. I especially am enjoying my new found freedom in not having to feed and water the chickens twice a day! So today was a day to catch up on paper work, laundry, go to town to do banking and shopping and to tackle a few things on my much neglected to-do list.

Danny kept busy trying to get the hay up before the weather changes. Rain is in the forecast for tomorrow. I got a reprieve from helping with that chore since Skyler was home today. Skyler's school had a teacher "in-service" day, so he didn't have classes. Farm kids are so lucky when they don't have school. Instead of having nothing to do, like the kids in town, farm kids always have something to do! When Danny found out that Skyler didn't have school, he quickly assigned him raking duty. I'm not talking about raking leaves, I am talking about raking hay. There is a huge difference. The later involves a tractor pulling a rake. See the video below. I am certain Skyler was thrilled and thanking the Lord that he lives on a farm. (I'm being sarcastic in case you didn't know.) So Danny spent the day baling and Skyler spent the day raking. I am happy to report that there was no equipment breakdowns today!




I made cabbage burgers this morning along with chicken broth from the parts of the chicken we didn't eat last night. You know... the back and neck. My mother-in-law should be so proud of me! Penny, did you read that? I didn't throw away the back and neck! I made the broth in the crockpot, so easy, just dump the chicken in there along with some water, about 6 cups, onions, celery and carrots along with salt, pepper and what other spices jump out at you in the spice cupboard and let it cook all day on low. Then for dinner, I strained the broth of the bones and left the onions, carrots, celery and meat in it and we ended up having chicken noodle soup with butterballs. I use to love my mother's and grandmother's chicken noodle soup with butterballs. Theirs was fantastic, mine was nothing special. I will have to work on perfecting it so it can be as delicious as my mother's was, if that is at all possible. I am beginning to think it is a mental thing, how much better my mother's cooking was than mine. The secret ingredients of the chicken noodle soup could have been Mrs. Gantz's homemade noodles and butterballs. Mrs. Gantz went to the same church as we did. I wonder if she still makes them, that was over 25 years ago.

I also made two dozen muffins for Skyler to take to school tomorrow morning. He is in one-acts and they practice every morning before school at 7 am . Each person takes turns bringing breakfast and tomorrow it is Skyler's turn. I do appreciate that he remembers when his turn is and gives me plenty of notice ahead of time. This is one advantage of being the youngest child. He has witnessed the "beast" that comes out of me when I am given only an hours notice of these things!! I must admit that the Pumpkin Wheat Honey Muffins I made are scrumptious and the recipe is worthy to be shared on my blog. I will post it tomorrow as it is getting late and past my bedtime for this evening.

I hope you all are enjoying this blog.