Labor Day was a blast as usual. The weather didn't cooperate at all, however. It was by far the coldest temps we've seen so far, this late summer, and of course, this weekend is sunny and 70's. Labor Day is when the tiny town of Brethren hosts it's annual Brethren Days festival. Mostly, it's an excuse for all of us Brethren High School Grad's to get back together and drink at the beer tent, dance and just be crazy kids again, not that we ever stopped. And so we did. We drank, we danced, we shivered, all in the spirit of friendship. I wouldn't miss Brethren Days for anything.
Earlier in the week I was a kitchen dweller. I canned a whole bushel of peaches and made several peach cobblers and few loaves of zucchini bread. It was all so delicious. I made sure to share and also passed out a dozen or so jams to everyone.
Last night I got home from work and made zucchini and banana bread and at the same time, canned peaches. I'm really turning into quite the little kitchen diva (I hate that word). And not to brag, but, I haven't had a single jar not seal so far, out of 100 plus jars. I must pat myself on the back as this is really my first season of canning ever. More than likely, beginners luck.
I've been doing lots of blog reading lately and have stumbled across some amazing gems in the farming, agriculture, sustainability, and food categories. Here are some goodies for you.
Throwback at Trapper Creek
fast grow the weeds
The Wild Homestead Blog
A Farmer and Her [57=+] Purses
Green Mountain Girls Farm
Nature's Harmony Farm
Boucher Family Farm
Cannelle et Vanille
Buns in My Oven
For me, summer is nearly over. I will be driving back to North Carolina on the 21st. I only work three more days as an orchard scout. This is always a sad time of year for me as I hate leaving this place and the people in it but at least I am going to another beautiful state and rejoining Andrew and our two crazy cats. I will resume sewing groups, garden tours, tea parties(not the political kind), visiting my wonderful Carolina gal's, babysitting three little rascals and longing for my family and home, Northern Michigan.
Perhaps next summer, when I return, It will be for good. We can buy that farm I've dreamed of and start living the life I've been waiting for.