Showing posts with label nettles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nettles. Show all posts
Monday, March 1, 2010
Catchin' Up
It has seemed rather quiet around here but behind the scenes things have been happening. I just didn't have the energy to post anything about it. But , without further ado... here is a picture montage...
A baby quilt I'm working on for a friend's baby . She is having a baby shower in 2 weeks and I still have to get the binding on. This is just the top piece before my sister Violet quilted it all on her machine.
Field peas blooming.
Lettuce greens in one of the new beds .
Kale and more lettuce... the kale seems a little more eager to come up than the lettuce... but that side doesn't get as much sun so maybe that is why... or the seed was old .
Mustard greens.
After I made all those soil blocks I planted tomatoes and peppers. They sprouted in only 4 days!! I was amazed. Maybe it was where the moon was or maybe they really liked the heating mats or the soil mix they were in... who knows. But I don't think I've ever had things sprout that quickly before.

Onion sets... I need to plant more.
A couple weeks later and look how big they are!
They get watered every so often with a diluted tea from the fermenting nettle tea. It smells really really bad but they seem to like it. The boys seem to love it.. they still try to drink it whenever they can .
Someone has been pinching my field peas!!
He grazes... I guess I don't need a sheep.
Here is my noxious brew.. these are the killer wild nettles we got up in the foothills (Urtica dioica).
These are the common "domestic" or lesser nettle (Urtica urens. ) . They stink just as bad though.
When you stir it they foam!
Jean.. from Jean's garden. I don't know why but when we got this statue years and years ago and put her here, she just reminded me so strongly of the character of the same name from Keeper of the Bees . A Gene Stratton Porter novel. So that is what we called her. The Little Scout keeps guard over things while she is reading.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Fishin'
We decided to head to the hills this past weekend to gather those killer nettles for more tea and go fishin'. There is still snow on those far mountains. We're following that silver truck up ahead. That contains the people who do the fishing. Our truck held the people who did the nettle collecting , fish gutting and cooking . Certain people are too squeamish to touch the fish they catch so they leave that to the girls. Is that right? Actually, we don't care really... the gutting is the fun part. Fishing takes too much patience. You have to wait and wait and wait for the fish to bite. Gutting just requires whacking the fish on the head and going at it with a knife. No patience necessary!!! Always a plus in my book. I don't exactly ooze the virtue of patience. In case you were wondering.

Elly May with the first fish..
Whack it sista!!!
I know you wanted to see what was inside..
My fish... dad caught him.
So I get to gut him. After whacking him of course. But I don't have a picture of that. I have video... but I'm not posting that. So there. I really don't mind the feel of fish so I'm not wearing gloves because of that. Just that water does nasty things to my hands so I try to stay out of it as much as possible.
Look at the slime!!
Ve scale de feeesh
The deer are so bold there...
And the frogs are out!
Now that we are home comes the cooking part. Well, first, we must tease the dogs. Because they go bonkers at everything.
I will bite you!!. Jesse was really curious and seemed to be okay with the thing until he brushed his nose up against the fish's teeth. Then I guess he thought it had bit him and that was that. He knew he didn't like it. Frank licked it at first.... then went ballistic.

Okay, now on to cooking. We rinse the suckers again and put them on tin foil. I hate using tin foil but .... well.. I didn't have any alternatives here . Maybe if I lined it with parchment....next time.
Can't get any fresher than that.
We salted and peppered them inside and out, tucked in lots of butter, onions and parsley. Then buried them in the same.
Then Elly May made a cute little packet for them. It still leaked butter....We baked them for 40 min in a 375-400F oven.
Look at the steam...
Help ! it is hot in here!!
They were fall apart tender.
I am dead.
But I am more dead than you! These suckers have very sharp teeth.
Mmmmm, nothing like a meal that can look you in the eye. It was incredibly tender and flavorful and fresh. Very very very good. And not at all fishy . I've had some very fishy trout before but I think what they eat has a huge effect on what they taste like. Well , that is true with anything. Anyway, it was a fun if not exhausting day full of , nettle stings, mushroom throwing, bug bites, fish slime, fish teeth and good eating.
Garden Stuff
These are sissy, domesticated nettles . They still sting, but nothing like the ones you find up in our canyons and mountains along streams. We went and collected some of those the other day and the stings went through my gloves and I had welts on my hands 24 hours later and they were still stinging. Those were some serious nettles. Next time..... I'm taking gauntlet gloves... all the way to the elbow. Anyway , those are now in a much larger barrel and stewing in more rain water. There are more exciting things happening in the garden but I'll save that for another post.
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