The Road and Snow

Posted by on Dec 12, 2013 in Maine | No Comments

Maine Dec 11, 2013

Things are moving along . . . albeit slowly. We are narrowing in on our the house design, the builder, the materials, and the details. The road work started. It snowed. There is ice. It is cold. It stopped.  It probably won’t get done before spring now.

We need to decide if we will be off the grid or on the grid.

We need to decide a lot of things.
Here are the machines on our land that are supposed to be making our road.

Our First Apples. Maine.

Posted by on Oct 21, 2013 in Maine | No Comments

Apples...Our land. There are many things on it. One of them is apple trees. Quite a few. More then 15. They keep popping up, hidden, long neglected and abandoned, in odd places on the land.

AMO and apples

Alain pruned every one he could find. In the spring. Hard work. They are old. They are tall. They are late bloomers. Just ripening now.

Apple Tree Maine

We did not know what to expect.  More have been discovered. behind other trees, in the forest.

Apples in box
Many of the trees have very small apples, but a few  have apples that are proving to be a mix of crisp, tart, sweet and delicious. We have found at least four different varieties.

AMO and Tree

May the frost hold off so more will ripen. We plan to send photos to, or even try to meet,  the apple expert John Bunker to find out what kind of apples they are.

Apple Tree 2

First Year Garden, and Gardener, Reflections

Posted by on Oct 14, 2013 in Maine | No Comments

Maine Apples Organic

There is something  magical about growing your own food. Feeding yourself. Becoming less reliant on the industrial food system.

This was our first year with a garden, and gardening. We had no clue, no experience and no idea…
Late Sunflower Maine
Nevertheless, we experimented! And low and behold, we had salad, watercress, potatoes (Yukon gold, russian banana), tomatoes (many types), arugula, kale, cilantro, waxbeans, green beans, haricots verts, dry beans, sunflowers, radishes, turnips, onions (red, yellow), basil, thyme, rosemary and mint. We also had wild blackberries, raspberries, blueberries and now . . . apples.
Our Apple Tree. Maine. Organic.

Maine: Canning, Kitties, Wood and the Garden

Posted by on Oct 9, 2013 in Maine | No Comments

Tomatoes and pearsThe season is winding down. The leaves have changed color and are now rapidly falling. The garden continues to produce tomatoes (until that pesky frost arrives to stop them), kale, arugula, turnips, beans and radishes. We must learn how to put the garden to bed for winter. Sally, our kitty sitter, is giving us a truckload of mature horse manure. We will bag leaves.  We continue to compost. We bought an ax, a mallet, and a used wood chipper at a yard sale. Alain is chopping wood and perfecting his chansaw use. We canned our first tomatoes, ever. Kitty enjoyed . . . immensely.


Wood and chainsawchopping woodchainsaw hubbyCanned Tomatoes Kitty in canning jars

Maine, Wood and Religion

Posted by on Sep 27, 2013 in Maine | No Comments

truck wood maine

Winter is on the way. We need wood. Our land is full of wood but the logs, from the trees we have felled, need to dry.  Alain has been patiently cutting with our new ax, made in Maine. Hopefully as of next year we will be wood independent and warm! We are only cutting what is necessary, and there is a lot of wood nevertheless.

Where to buy dry wood in September? My landlord’s guy never returned my call. Maybe it is because I am from away?! How would he know on the phone?!

wood pile maineA friend knows a great guy who has wood (supposedly dry), but he is a fisherman. He has no phone. He is on a boat from 4 am – 7pm.  Missed calls, waiting, and we are supposedly actually getting some wood in a few weeks, but, I need certainty. I don’t like to be cold. Oil is expensive. We found that out quite quickly last winter.

close on wood pileLuckily, I found Larry. Thanks to Martha. He does not live close to us (at least 40 minnutes away). But Larry called me back. Larry gave me a good price. Larry showed up with a cord that was more like a cord and a half. It may not be the most dry, but it is plentiful. It smelled delicious. It will dry. And on top of that, Larry gave me a prayer book and a psalm that he wrote out for me. Hmm. Ah, just heard from the fisherman as well. I sense an advenure. Maine!

wood and religion