At last!

We knew they came visiting - plenty of piles of evidence - but we've never seen one till now. The camera has been out of action for a while, but now in full working order, James has set it up. We've several photos of James' legs, then this one -

 
and now you see it -

Part of the view was obscured by the camera strap, so next time it will be even better. (We also have several photos of pigeons and herons)

Not quite a forgotten skill

Years ago, in what seems another life, I used to make jam (from our raspberries, currants and gooseberries, and any free fruit I could find)., but I don't think I've touched a jam pan for over 20 years. But the freezer is full of our wild plums (red as well as yellow now), so I've made a cautious return to preserves. Just in case I'd forgotten whatever skill I may have had, I started with a small amount, and we now have seven pots of Wild Plum Jam cooling on the table. It looks OK (and the various drips and splatters taste OK), so we'll try it on fresh bread tomorrow morning (home made of course).

Plus ca change. .

. . . but it's not always, "la meme chose".

Today Henry and James took three new calved cows and heifers to Penrith Shorthorn Show and Sale. In "The Olden Days" this was a much bigger event, but it's still going strong. There was plenty of interest round the ring and we got the two highest prices with two of our cows. Overall we were very pleased. I stayed at home, so there are no photographs - but here's one of Strickley Goldie 4 at Penrith in the 30's (I think). And that's one thing that's not the same  - it's a long time since we had cows looking like that. Look at photos on our website to see the changes in breeding.

Selling three in-milk cows means there will be less milk in the tank tonight, but we've just brought in  a cow that calved last night, and two more are on calving.
Calvings and new calves in the herd - that is "la meme chose".

Holidays - nobody said it would be easy

Holidays - a time to relax and not have to worry about anything.

Not necessarily true.

Remember earlier this year when Henry and I had four days in the caravan? No hot water, intermittent cold water, broken fridge, car troubles.

Then last month Rob, Claire, Izzy and Quinn came to Strickley for a relaxing few days. Izzy being a young girl who knows what she likes to wear, packed her own case. A pity she didn't see (or not see) it being put in the car. Or maybe it was just a ruse to have to buy some more clothes? But we can't really blame Quinn for the puncture on his buggy.

But worse than this, James and family have had to pack up their tent and come home early from Wales. A broken tent pole means the holiday is cut short.

Good Luck Victoria when you go camping in a couple of weeks!

Recipe of the Day

WILD PLUM FOOL

A large bowl of freshly picked wild yellow plums
Several spoonfuls of sugar
One pint of fresh full fat raw organic milk
4 eggs
Caster sugar to taste
I desertsp of cornflour

Put the plums and sugar in an ovenproof bowl in the Aga for about 30 minutes (checking regularly, in case it's one of the Aga's hot days).
Set aside to cool (on a granite table in a cool pantry is best)
Heat the milk.
Mix the eggs, caster sugar and cornflour.
Pour on the warm milk.
Return to the pan and whisk until thick and cooked.
Set aside to cool.

When the plums have cooled a bit, bash about with a wooden spoon to loosen the stones (and if you have a heavy duty processor whizz for about 10 seconds).
Push through a colander (or sieve if you're really really keen).
Return the puree to the processor and whizz till smooth. Add the cooling custard.
Pour into small dishes (or larger depending on your appetite).

Enjoy for supper and freeze the excess.

Fruit Harvest

Today marks the start of our fruit harvest (not counting the strawberries in the pot by the door). A few years ago we planted some Blackthorn in a hedge, and up till now we've had no cause to doubt they were Blackthorn. But this year we have an abundance of wild plums - both yellow and red. We picked a few samples and checked (on Google of course), cautiously nibbled and marked them as fit to eat. The yellow ones are ripe and almost ready to drop, so this morning Henry took the Manitou down and picked three bucketfuls. They taste as plums should, but there's too many just to eat - so this afternoon I'll be trying out a few recipes and freezing. There's loads more, and the red ones (which taste much better) are not ripe yet. Next month it will be apples and pears (we've still got some in the freezer from last year, so I'll have to try to get on top of them).

A sudden rush of calves

Last autumn we were feeling pleased when we PD's a batch of heifers and they had all held. Well it's come back to bite us on the bum - they're all calving at once. We've had over 30 in the past three weeks. It's almost like block calving and we've gone from Henry been in the house at 5.30 pm some days, to 7 pm (calving/fetching cow and calf in/moving calves to make room for more etc). But we're not really complaining; no calvings = no milk = no income.

You may have noticed I keep fiddling with the weather - the latest being a summary at the top of the Blog. Today I added the forecast to this. It's updated every 10 minutes, so it's not too out of date. Of course you can see the full statistics and analysis by clicking on the link on the right.