Winter Broth

Winter took forever to show itself, and now it has, which is wonderful, the correlating flu season, is not wonderful and it seems to be hitting hard, so far still safe! Bone broth and Elderberry, and staying out of crowds is my game plan. This broth came from an amazingly delicious locally raised turkey. When I walked up with the farmer to get the turkeys out of his barn freezers, he said, “you want some turkey necks”? I guess many people say no to this, but to me he said do you want some gold? “How much”, I asked? He said, “just take them, I don’t know what to do with them all”. I walked away with my 2 local turkeys and a mammoth bag of turkey necks which, when raised by my Mama, means SOUP! I was very excited about the prospect of so much bone broth. These jars were turkey broth from our yummy bird. I still have oodles of broth to make from the turkey necks!

The drive into our farm has changed so much over the years. These trees, 21 years ago, were like sticks, they were so little, being a girl from the suburbs, I had no idea that those tiny “sticks” would fill in so nicely in just 21 years, totally changed the landscape and for the better! He has vision, that I just don’t have because he grew up in this life, and I learn so much from him.

This was taken prior to, what really was just our second good snow all year. Hubs left me well set with wood, to keep the house warm, before he went off to help his folks for a while.

So…I am doing a bit of flying solo, while Hubs is gone. Ironically we finally got a snowy month, and it started the day after he departed!  Since it wasn’t too windy, my flannel sheet covering the wood pile helped a lot, I just shake the snow off it when I go out to restock the supply for the fire in the house. Very nice to see dry wood underneath.

Then this happened. It takes just the right type of snow for this to happen, but the net over the chicken run filled with so much snow that it was hanging to about 4 feet off the ground. I needed a hat and two hoods for this job or else it would all go down my jacket, not what I wanted! I used our wide snow shovel upside down and just kept bouncing it till it all came off, I’m pretty sure I accumulated about 4 inches of snow on my hood, but the job was done, and I am hoping this next snow coming might be a different variety of snow flakes that don’t stick again! This goes in the category of, “sometimes when you wake up you just don’t know what you may be doing that day”. Jumping up and down with an upside down shovel dumping snow on my head, was not really on my radar when I woke up that morning.

This is our road, almost to our house, I couldn’t be happier to see Winter in all it’s finery, I thought it might never happen this year, however, seems that February is going to try and make up for our January lackluster snowfall. This makes me a pretty happy camper. Planning a garden, when it doesn’t even remotely look like Winter, is a big disappointment, but February pulled through and garden planning is happening. This year the garden plan is to focus on the fences, and grow all I can on the fences so I maximize actual garden space! Cucumbers, and Tomatoes, two things that really take up a lot of space will all be grown on the garden fences, which are made of cattle panels. We will just attach another panel higher up on the tomato side so we can adequately trellis them. I am now working on balance out there, last year there were things I had too much of, and things I couldn’t fit and wished I could, so garden planning is taking a new direction this year, more on this soon.

Today I am looking forward to a visit from my Sister. We are truly the story of the City Mouse and the Country Mouse. I love visiting her condo, in the sky in Chicago, it is spectacular. She loves visiting our big farm and doing the country thing. It’s a special time for us when we have time together, just two Sisters together on a snowy weekend, of course I have plenty of soup for us:)

Enjoying Winter, every morsel!

One comment on “Winter Broth

  1. tonytomeo says:

    We have a serious infestation of turkeys here. They are not native, but have naturalized from formerly domesticated turkeys. My former neighbor knows which ones are good and when they are good. They are so stupid, we could almost walk up to them and wring the necks of the ones he selects. ‘Almost’. Instead, he pegs the off for a bit of a distance. Anyway, they are pretty good. I do not like turkey much, but I do not want them digging in my garden either.

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