Monarch Release '10

Well, we finally felt like the poor lonesome monarch ought to have a chance to fly free into the cruel world of birds, bats, and our own butterfly-chasing dogs.   So we opened the jar and let her go.  What she did next was stick to Addie for about an hour, then crawl back into the jar, before bravely creeping out again and flying away while we were off at the grocery store.  At least that's what I hope happened.

We actually got to see this happen this morning in our make-shift, temporary butterfly home.  Charlie wanted to name her Charlotte, Addie chose Alice, and Ruby liked Henrietta.  I am a fan of Henrietta myself, but we're pretty much calling her Monarch.  The photo above is courtesy of thebutterflysite.com.  Here's the "live" version of our new little one.

 

 

 

Jar Swap, 2010

We had a terrific turn out for our first ever Jar Swap--  yes, I capitalized it.  I should probably come up with a different name for the actual event though.  Jar Jam?  Jar Bar?  Extravajarza?  Jar Swap will suffice for now.  Fifteen of my favorite local ladies showed up with 15 of whatever they had processed in jars to share with the masses.  Everyone was so proud of their accomplishments-- especially our first-time canners-- and with good reason!  Check out the results:

What we have here is a batch each of stewed tomatoes (grown and made by the farmer herself), apple pie filling, hot pickles, zucchini relish, cinnamon apple jelly, cranberry-apple jam, raspberry jam, chunky apple sauce, peach salsa, cinnamon apple butter, pesto, caramel sauce, hot plum-pepper jam, marinara sauce (thanks, Mom!), and caramel corn (in a jar, gone in moments).  A nice variety of seasonal local fruits and veggies.  The whole process was truly a highlight of my year.  Who knows what next year's swap will bring?  Regulars at the farm-stand have been jealous hearing about the event.  No, really, they have.  I even had one lady tell me on Friday that she was going to show up to my house with 15 jars of canned stew and hope she could snag a few jars of everyone else's stuff on the spot.  I told her I'd trade with her instead.  Besides, she doesn't know where I live. 

Plum Crazy

Erin thought I ought to name this stuff "Plum Crazy," but I decided to go with "Hot Plum Pepper Jam" instead.  That way people know what it is.  Inspired by Under the High Chair's 2009 Jam Swap, I invited 15 of my favorite locals to a jar swap, to be held this Friday.  Rather than do my recent favorite, Peach Habanero, I decided to make up this new little plum ditty just for the ladies at the swap.  Actually, I do like that name:  "Plum Ditty."  Maybe I'll go with that instead.  Who cares if they know what it is.  They'll figure out it's hot when they spread a big spoonful onto their toast some early morning.  Here's the process:

 

 

  

Canning the Harvest 2010

It's been forever since I blogged, but for good reason, I swear!  The girls and I have been picking raspberries, apples, and plums left and right, and I'm processing more jars of jam than I ever imagined I'd be able to sell.  The season has been abundant with fruit and veggies, and I feel lucky to have been able to do something with the harvest.  So, what do we have here?  Let's see... from left to right, top to bottom, what you see is   Rhubarb Ginger Jam, Crabapple Jelly, Strawberry-Rhubarb Jam, Dilly Fiddle-heads, Maine Bog Cranberry Sauce, Peach Jam, Dam Hot Pepper Jam, Italian Plum Jam, Cherry Pie Jam, Red Hot Cranberry Sauce, Apple Sauce, Vegetable Harvest Soup, Apple Pie Jam, Sweet Pickled Fiddleheads, Blackberry Jam, Peach-Blackberry Jam, Pasta Sauce, Pickled Horseradish Hot Peppers, Bread & Butter Pickles, and Strawberry Jam.  Oh, and on the other shelves are Zucchini Relish, Canned Tomatoes, Concord Grape Jelly, Raspberry Jam, Peach-Habanero Jam, and Corn Relish, among other things I can't see from here.  I swear I made all this stuff over the summer.  It was nuts.  Well, it was mostly Jam, and some pickles too.  About 200 jars of pickles actually. 

Ode to Dunkin Donuts

It seems like

Every time that I drive thru
For coffee, latte, donuts too,
I see a plate reminding me
That I like making jam for thee, or in this case, 3.

Sunflowers

Last weekend I left my camera at Abby's birthday bash, so this weekend I made Laurie take pictures of my sunflowers with Shea's camera, just so you could get a look, and for proof that they exist of course.  Yes, the sunflowers really are this beautiful, and next year my plan is to plant an acre of them.  I can't believe I haven't actually counted how many individual flowers I have, but there have to be a couple hundred anyway.  My mother, who regularly lets my girls cut gorgeous flowers from her own beautiful gardens, asked if she could cut a bouquet of these babies, and I firmly said NO.  Just please let me bask in the glory of what is my first real success in growing something from seed to flower!  Besides, I know she'll cut some anyway while I'm not looking.