Friday, 17 October 2014

Mushrooms Galore

Johanna had to collect mushrooms for a science project at school.

She went for a walk in the bush and came back with over 13 kinds of different mushrooms.

I had no idea that she would find this many.

And there are these HUGE puffballs growing in the fields.  See the ruler underneath....these are HUGE.

I remember picking mushrooms in the field with my grandma.  She fried them up and I thought that we would die of food poisoning....but we didn't.

She also told me about the old days when the train would stop in the field and men would get off and pick all the mushrooms and then hop back on the train and continue on their journey.

That was back when there were 2 train tracks in the field.  Now there are none....because they decided to rip them out and not use trains around here anymore.

Anyways.....I think it's just a really good year for mushrooms.

There is a saying.....

Mushrooms galore....lots of snow in store!

We will have to wait and see if this is true.


Wednesday, 15 October 2014

Babies are a Woot.

A friend asked me to make a cake for her.  And I said yes.

She needed a cake for a baby shower.  The couple is decorating the baby's room with music notes...because they like music and the dad-to-be is a drummer.  They also like owls and stars.

They needed this cake for Saturday.  No problem.  I can do that.

I was not thinking.  It was the Saturday of Thanksgiving weekend. 

Thanksgiving weekend means I make a million gazillion pies on the Thursday before and then I go to the market all day Friday.

This cake was to be picked up early Saturday morning.  So I decorated it late Friday night.....very late.

And my brain was not working.

I sort of planned it out.....

An owl, music notes, stars....

Yes, the little owl got a diaper.  and a drum.

And I sent the cake off early Saturday morning.  and didn't think anymore about it.

Until two days later, when Terry was looking through the photos on the camera.

Terry....."Why did you write 'woot' on that cake?"

Me....."Say what?"

Terry......"The cake says "Babies are a woot"....isn't it suppose to be 'hoot'."


Excuse me.  I need to find a very huge rock to hide under.

What could I do now?  The cake was already eaten.  I couldn't fix it.

I remember that I was debating over whether to write 'hoot' or 'whoot'.....and I totally messed up and wrote 'woot'.

I emailed my friend and she just said not to worry about it.  No one cared.  The cake was delicious.

I live in a very small town.  Yes.  There were people at that party.  People that know me....and they will think that I'm completely messed.

Owls don't woot.  They hoot.

Sure enough......last night.  I was talking to someone who was at that party.

I explained that I was an idiot.

She was laughing uncontrollably when she told me that people at the party were asking if I was German perhaps??.....and I thought that owls said woot.  But no....the cake decorator is not German....and no one could understand why the cake said 'woot'.

No....I'm not German.

I'm just a little exhausted.

Woot. Hoot. Whoot.

I'm not making anymore owl cakes.


Wednesday, 8 October 2014

Melting Beads on the Barbeque

I took out a book from the library a couple of weeks ago.  It was called The Artful Parent by Jean Van't Hul.  It turns out that she is also a blogger....and has some great ideas on crafting with kids.

After browsing her blog for ideas....she has really really good ideas....I made the light table for Lydia and then we did these....

Melted Bead Suncatchers

They are really easy to make and I had everything I needed to make them....not having to go into town for supplies is a bonus.

I had a really old tin....that I was going to throw was in a box with a bunch of stuff that was purchased at an auction sale.

The kids filled them with beads.  Lydia spent a lot of time making patterns.

I even made one with a shamrock.

Then I put the tin on the barbeque and let the beads melt.

After they had cooled we hung them in the window.

And the next day we had to make more.


Thursday, 2 October 2014

The Dinosaur Tree

I've been trying to get an evening walk in every evening.

That's the best time for an evening walk.

Anyways....I seem to get out walking and all of a sudden it's getting dark.

Because it gets dark a lot earlier now.

Maybe I should organize myself a little better....and start my walk a little earlier.

Anyways....the sunsets are glorious.

But it makes me a little sad to see the dead Dinosaur Tree.

You see that big tree?

Those huge trees seem to stand alone in the middle of fields all around here.

There is always just one....huge tree....all by itself. 

It's like the pioneers cleared the fields and left that one tree just for shade for the cows or something....

Anyways, I've always called them Dinosaur Trees for as long as I can remember.  As a kid, I could picture dinosaurs eating the leaves off of those huge trees.  I mean....what else would be able to reach up that high?  They were definitely Dinosaur Trees.

I remember the first time that I mentioned something about a Dinosaur Tree in conversation with Terry....we were just dating.  The look on his face was priceless.  He had never heard of Dinosaur Trees before.

All my children refer to these trees as Dinosaur Trees.  It's just the known name for them in our house.  Even though Terry actually knows the 'real' name for these trees.

But I've noticed that a few of the Dinosaur Trees in our area are dying...or completely dead.

We had a severe drought a couple of summers ago....that might have done it.


Wednesday, 1 October 2014

The Pole House

Sophie is at it again.

Remember the Tylenol Wrapper Hat?....and the adventures with stuffie puppies?....and the labels all over the house?

It's non-stop with her and her ideas.

She has been at us for over a month now to build a treehouse.  She has been drawing up the plans....the possibilities are endless.

But then she took a look around the yard and realized that we really didn't have a good tree for a treehouse.

I thought that that would be the end of can't have a treehouse without a suitable tree.



Sophie has come up with the 'Pole House'.

Here are the plans....

We don't need a tree at all....we just need a pole.

She makes me smile. All the time.


Tuesday, 30 September 2014

Shake the tree Grandpa!

When you go to collect leaves, it always seems that the very nicest ones are out of reach.

"Shake the tree, Grandpa!"

And he did.  Problem solved.


Monday, 29 September 2014

Farm Tour

Johanna, Sophie, Lydia and I headed out on a farm tour on Saturday.  We were with the 4-H Alternative Crop Club.

First up....Carleton mushrooms!

What a place....I had no idea how complicated it was to grow mushrooms.

These rooms are continually monitored for heat and humidity...and other things that I know nothing about.

Rooms and rooms of growing mushrooms.

Then we headed to Upper Canada Cranberries.

The owner dug out all these what once was all bush property.

Then he planted the cranberries in the bogs.

When it's time to harvest, he floods the bogs and then goes through them with a machine with a whirly bird on the front of it....and it gets all the cranberries to rise to the top of the water and then they skim them off the top.

Then they need to be sorted....and bagged.  He also makes cranberry juice and dries them too.

We had 'picnics on the bus' in between stops.

Next up....Sun Tech Tomatoes.

This place was incredible....they grow everything using 'coco' slabs and water....NO soil!

The plants just grow and grow and they have to keep wrapping them around the end of the row....and they just keep growing.

Their tomatoes and cucumbers are SO yummy!