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Earl Lake Path |
I thought it was kind of strange that a male pig was named Carol, but turns out his name is Carroll, named after a British soccer player. I found this out Sunday afternoon when we watched the Euro 2012 games between England and Italy. The game had to go to shoot-outs, same as the game between Spain and Portugal today. After the game Konrad, a wwoofer from Germany, and I drove out to the lake and took the boat out to try some fishing. I followed him in the quad out there. So fun to drive! We didn't catch anything but we did spend a good amount of the time moving this wooden raft that John built further out into the lake and away from the muddy, lack of shore that the "lake" has. It even has a diving board built on top of it, which was a little precarious, but we tested it out with Carolyn when we went swimming Monday afternoon and it worked fine.
Sunday evening Carolyn, Conrad and I decided to take our left-over dinner out to the cabin right by the lake and cook it over a fire. We played rummy (the card version) and then spent the night there. It reminded me of my little cottage in Victoria...
Workwise I have been planting and weeding in the greenhouse. Monday we got the place looking nice for Christiana's return from Germany (she owns Hungry Valley as well and is married to John). The farm is run very much like a family. We work together, cook (Monday I made a coconut chickpea curry with rice and tonight I'm trying a spinach feta pie, will all homegrown veggies and eggs of course) and clean up together, etc. It's really nice, though it's a bit of a change for me to be around people all the time! Tuesday we found that moisture or something had gotten into a big bag of cob (corn, oats and barley I think) so I spent a bunch of yesterday and today sorting out the moldy stuff for Carrol and Rosie, the much bigger and fatter female, to eat.
Yesterday Carolyn, Christiana and I also went on a wild mushroom hunt and found a bunch of what I think are edible mushrooms. Christiana has been collecting them for years and has a book all about them. The spruce tip jam comes from a book called "The Boreal Herbal - Wild Food and Medicine Plants of the North." I'll definitely have to acquire it at some point, as long as we have the same plants as up here... should be similar. We also collected more spruce tips, some rose petals and some other flower that can't be eaten but can be made into a salve. It was really fun, especially because I missed a mushroom trip last year because I worked during the weekends, except that the mosquitos were having a field day.
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Mama and her babies |
Today we also moved a mama duck and her babies from their fenced in area alone to a place they'll share with some unhappy geese, chickens, and The Drake. I thought The Drake was the male duck's name, but turns out a male duck is called a drake. When we were down at the lake Carolyn and Konrad told me to see if the other drakes were also there and I thought it was weird they all had the same name. When the mama and her babies joined the others, the house drake was over-joyed with their appearance and gave her a very warm welcome:P When I came by later to feed the chickens and gather their eggs, the baby ducks were sitting by themselves, which I thought was strange since the mama was always so protectively close to them in their other pen, but then I found her and the drake alone in the chicken house!
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The drake staring at his reflection |
I think that's all the exciting stuff I have to say for now. The only other interesting thing I can think of right now is my somewhat stand-off with one of the peacocks. I thought only Victoria had them roaming in the park, but there's two that wander around the farm as well. They seem to do little except fluff up their tails and walk around, but while I was sorting cob, I was possibly a little too close to one's decided area and it kept honking and even jumped up above where I was working to look down on me menacingly. Christiana said they are wimps, so I would've been fine, but I don't know about that pretty bird... Oh, by the way, the mushrooms are edible and delicious!