After a severe drought in the area with nearby towns under mandatory rationing of water and local country folk displaced because of dry wells we *finally* got rain! As autonomous as we believe ourselves to be in the 21st century, I am reminded just how dependent upon God we really are- with even the most basic, essential requirements of life. You don't get these reminders, you don't learn (or relearn) these lessons when everything is going along just perfectly. In fact, it is pretty easy to think you are pretty awesome and that it wasn't God that was blessing, but you that were working. I got this! Look at my garden! I am an awesome gardener! Look at my flowers! I make things beautiful! I did all of this! HA. We can be thankful for the bad and hard in our life because it opens our eyes to the tremendous good in our lives that we had forgotten to notice. And, most importantly, where it came from.
I've never enjoyed rain so much. The children have never enjoyed the rain so much. After the storm, I walked around the back of the house and saw just about every storage container we have around here filled with water. Andrew had been talking a lot about the Great Depression and the dust bowl and I guess he was a little bit nervous! He wanted all that water bottled up and saved. Funny farm boy.
Last week I did quite a bit of
We harvested our garlic and it looks great. Andrew counted exactly 148 heads. We'll see how far that gets us. It has been wonderful to have fresh garlic again. And herbs! I made some garlic dill the other day (above)- it was so beautiful! And I made tzaziki sauce one night and had a souvlaki bar for dinner. Using my homemade feta. Oh.my.word. All this goodness!
I made my first batch of feta a couple months ago. It has to ripen for at least 6 weeks (and up to a year). I was excited about the fact that it was a cheese that could store for a while but nervous about whether or not it would actually be good. Well, when I opened up that gallon jar- we ate the whole thing in just a few short weeks. Several pounds of feta! I have since made two more batches. I would make more but I don't have enough glass gallon jars to spare. It's a shame though. I would have a whole fridge of the stuff if I could. And while we are on the subject of cheese- can you see my dutch tile backsplash behind that draining cheese in the picture above? Matt did that for me last year and I never really showed it off. I love it. If you look closely, right behind the bag of cheese is the cheesemaker tile with the mother and daughter cutting and stirring curds...one of my favorites. I've been collecting these tiles since I was a teenager. Who knew I would one day be a cheesemaker myself? Now, if only I could get myself a cheese press I could make some cheddar. And Gouda! ;-)