It was a busy weekend about the backyard farm. Saturday we picked up milk at the farm and did a bit of shopping. While we were out, our oldest son noticed that Frodo, the little goat, wasn’t looking as spry as usual. We cam home, called a bunch of vets (most of whom are closed on Saturday) got some advice from a lovely goat rental owner, cleaned out the goat pen, and sat around for an hour waiting to see if Frodo could poo. After a long wait, I got really bored and decided to give Frodo a bit of a belly jiggle and low-and-behold, out came poo. He seemed okay so we headed in for supper. Then we settled in for a evening in front of the first really nice fire of the fall.
Sunday was even busier. We started out taking a few garage leftover to Aunt J and Uncle D’s house. We’ve been there a hundred times and somehow managed to get lost and were late – silly. Then we stopped by our instrument repair guy with the new French Horn to get it chem-cleaned. This was followed by stops at several thrift shops and a lovely lunch of fish and chips.
In the afternoon, I picked a bucket of apples and brought them inside to process. First I peeled and sliced them for the dehydrator.
Then I took the scraps to the garage to try out my new fruit press. We didn’t get a lot of juice, but not bad for just a pile of scraps that would have gone to the chickens. They still got the scraps, they were just a little dryer.