Yesterday we made sausages with some of our pork from the freezer. We used a recipe for Louisiana Sausage, and really liked it. I made some homemade buns and we had the sausages on buns for supper last night. This morning it’s Toad in a Hole—the sausages cooked in an eggy, popover-like batter, in a recipe I got from The River Cottage Meat Book.
We picked up a new pig last week—thank goodness they don’t stay this cute, because we’d never be able to eat them! Dixie seems happy to have him around now, though she wasn’t all that impressed at first. We’re trying to figure out how to get her to the boar sometime soon.
The peach trees they are loaded
The branches are bending down
Well I pick ‘em all day for a dollar, Lord
As I go ramblin’ round boys
As I go ramblin’ round
Sometimes the fruit gets rotten
Falls down on the ground
Well there’s a hungry mouth for every peach
As I go ramblin’ round boys
As I go ramblin’ round
—Woody Guthrie
We’re mostly back online these days. Sometimes it takes a long time for the modem to connect, but I think it’s the phone line, as others in the area are having the same problem.
The garden is beautiful—rain is so wonderful!—and the weeds are happy and vigorous, too. We’ve been mowing ragweed that’s taller than me, and with a push mower!
The peaches are ripening, and quickly rotting, as peaches here tend to do. One of the trees broke yesterday, even though it was propped up—the weight of all those peaches was just too much. The Early Elberta we planted last year is loaded, too, but not quite as much as the other two, and the peaches look healthier. I think we’ll probably keep it, but replace the other two older trees with one more Elberta, and a couple of plums. Organic peaches seem to be nearly impossible here!