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Life in another small town like all small towns...really
I had read about freezing eggs, and this year I decided to give it a try. When we get to those bleak days in December and January when there is a deficit of eggs here, and at other farms, and I cannot bring myself to buy any at the grocery store, I am going to dig out one of these bags and have a fine omelet, make a batch of crepes for dinner, or something else yummy.
There are several methods to try, using milk and/or salt, or sugar, with the eggs. My first bag I used a splash of milk and salt. Since then I have only used a dash of salt. The most important thing is to start with the freshest, clean eggs.
I cracked four into a bowl. We usually use three for our Sunday omelet, but I am splurging while I can. Perhaps we will have you over for breakfast and have to share!
Then I added a bit of salt. Just a couple quick shakes. If you know you want sweet eggs for a recipe, you can add sugar here instead. Milk also. Just mark your container each time with the ingredients. I also put on the exact date. Things get moved around in my freezer so much. I want to be able to identify the oldest to use first.
I poured the eggs into a pint freezer bag, and pushed out as much air as I could. I sat the bag flat so it freezes nicely. Then I can stack it better later.
Morning scenes like this are pretty usual here, as we seem to hold the fog or mist between the hills much of the year. With the cooler, damper weather it just lasts longer these days. This day actually turned out to be sunny.
The beautiful thing about the mist is that it brings out the best in the spider's art work. Some mornings, with the right angle of the sun, it looks like we have a field of webs to the point of being pretty spooky.
To point out how dry its been, the grass in the foreground, and along the water's edge is growing on exposed pond mud. Today's rain may help fill the pond and the creeks around here, and our new water tanks.
This is Mia on the hunt by the pond. Chipmunks seem to be the critter of choice these days, but I'm not sure what she is finding up here. Maybe fish if the water gets any lower.
And another beautiful web on the rose hips by the pond. Soon the rose hips will be table decorations.
Kilts were the fashion this afternoon in Ligonier, although I thought it was a bit hot for wool.
A good little crowd came out to listen to Scottish bag pipes on the Diamond.
The new paint on the bandstand roof looked great in the September sun.
The Scots came out in their best. This was the week-end of the Laurel Highlands Games at Idlewild Park, and the kilts and plaids were out.
The Seton Hill Pipe Band played a variety of pieces from somber to marching tunes.
Yes - they did Amazing Grace. Does anyone not get emotional when they hear it?
There were some toe tappers, and I wished we had someone to dancing to them.
SEE VIDEO OF SETON HILL UNIVERSITY PIPE BAND IN LIGONIER, PA
Although a bit long on the feet, especially for Mom, the demonstration was well worth the time and the bargain $4.00 entry to the event. For $1.00 more you could take a long hay ride around the fields. I will find someone to go with me again for sure.
It is a collection of old farm arts and machinery, as well as crafts done well, and a good variety. Not well in the commercial way, but in the crafts way. I wish I had taken more photos, but I really enjoyed talking to the quilters and crafters for information. One table had jewelry made from bones, shells, and other not usual material. Unique.
And there was no shortage of good food which we tried from soup to funnel cake, and plenty of main courses to make everyone happy. We passed up the buckwheat pancakes, but there was a crowd still enjoying them mid day. To appreciate them more, you must realize that the batter is started two days before the event to get it right. We came home with wonderful apple butter and a bag of fresh, warm kettle corn. Mom is happy because its keeping her warm!
I should have gotten more information, but this machine made a lot of noise grinding the wheat and separating the hulls. I think it was running off a tractor via a belt. There were so many old working machines, it was wonderful to see.
We came home with fresh ground corn meal, wheat flour and bran. I see baking in our future.
One of the many sunflowers we can see over the weeds!!! Thank goodness they are tall.
This is the pipe for the second spring that is being developed to supply the barn with water. It will also have a faucet for the garden.
Bob taking a break from running the machine.