1 medium onion, diced
2 tablespoons olive oil
1 large or 2 small bay leaves
1 teaspoon salt
1 cup split peas
1/3 cup barley (I use hulled barley)
1/2 cup Lima beans
12 cups water
Bring to a boil and simmer 1 1/2 hours.
2 teaspoons salt
1/4 teaspoon pepper (I tend to use less)
1/2 teaspoon basil
1/2 teaspoon thyme
1-2 carrots, chopped
3-4 stalks celery, diced
1/2 cup parsley, chopped (or substitute 2 1/2 tablespoons dried)
1 potato diced
Simmer 30 to 45 minutes. Additional water may be added to thin if desired.
I don't know where this recipe originated, but over time I've added and subtracted until I do not know what the orginal was truly like. I remember that when I use to teach school outside the home, I would sometimes put everything into the crock pot and let it simmer on low all day. I hope you enjoy it!
The bird feeder is a favorite view for more than one member of our family.
Today we could not get the engine heater to work on the tractor, so our driveway did not get plowed out. I drove the truck to the end of the lane and parked it there so that if our car got stuck as we headed into town for AWANA, we would still have one vehicle at the end of the lane that could make it into town.
Tonight when we got home, our headlights caught a cow munching on the long grass that lines our drive. JM and I jumped out of the car since we were the only ones wearing boots, and we herded her down the lane--well, JM herded her. I just tried to follow as quickly as I could. We did manage to get her into one of the pastures--Penelope, the donkey, will have someone else in her pasture to protect and chase.
My children tell me that the donkey takes no guff from any of "her" cows. Today she wanted to move around the hay bale, and a cow in her way would not move. Penny then stretched her neck out towards the bovine and bit her. The cow moved.
Bed time! I need to stoke the stove and turn in for the night. Blessings on you all!
This is a wheat-free recipe that my sister gave me when we were doing food allergy testing. The temperature on the stove and the length of time it needs to bake was very different on my stove than on hers--they turned into hokey pucks rather quickly! I lowered the temperature from 400 to 350 degrees and started checking them much earlier than the original recipe. You may have to experiment to see what works best for you. When they are done to perfection, they are beyond fantastic to someone who has been off wheat, milk, eggs and every thing else that we have come to expect as "normal"! I have a mill, so I made my own rice and barley flour. Larger grocery stores or health food stores should carry the flour if you cannot make your own.
2/3 cup rice flour
1 1/3 cup barley flour
2 tablespoons baking powder
1/4 cup sugar or 2 tablespoon honey
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 1/2 cup milk
2 tablespoons butter, melted (oil can be substituted--I use canola)
Stir ingredients together gently and place in greased muffin tins. Bake at 350 degrees. Watch carefully because these easily over-bake. Bake 15 minutes and then begin testing with toothpick every 5 minutes or so. Remove as soon as the toothpick comes out clean.
After we took down the Christmas tree, I laid the tree skirt in the bay window. I think Snowy would like to have his Christmas tree back!
I'm getting so I do not like to look out the window. The cattle have learned how to escape, and my backyard seems to be the place for them to frolic. Even our donkey has been out several times; one night I followed her tracks and decided she was chasing a rabbit--where ever her tracks went, so did a bunny trail!
It's time to read my One Year Bible (I normally do this in the morning), work on my prayer afghan, and do my Core Program exercises. Without each of these I become spiritually and physically crippled!
The snow has been falling all day, and it is beautiful. It is a fairy land here, although I must admit my boys would not have made it to meats judging practice without the 4-wheel drive truck. Our tractor would not start, so we could not plow out the drive.
God bless you all!
And if you take this trail along the edge of the trees, you will come to a place where the windmill still stands--well, the tall tower is there with its mill on the ground beside the old pump...
I went out with Jacob this morning. I checked to see that the spring was still running, and it was. Penny found me and and asked for the carrots in my pocket; I patted her on the forehead as she chewed. Drive Me had eyes for only the grain this morning, so she did not drink deeply. We will need to go out later this morning to offer her some water--or maybe we will let her loose with the donkey so that she can go down to the stream to drink. A nursing mom needs plenty of water.
I do think there is something living inside the gravity box that holds the grain. After the children fill their pails with grain and walk away, I hear scratching and movement inside. I don't think I want to know who is in there!
Gotta go. Latin time. Yeah! (Well, maybe not; but duty calls :o).
It is a little chilly here this morning. -21, but thankfully no wind chill.
The weekend was full. Bethany interviewed for a scholarship at a college on Friday and Saturday; Sunday night we had some family in for the Super Bowl. None of us are great football fans, and they all left at the half time! My hubby then left for work on the other side of the state so that he would not have to drive this morning when it was suppose to be even colder.
We need to give the penned cattle water from a bucket now because their water tanks are frozen. We check each morning to be sure the spring is still flowing for the other cattle--if it has frozen over, we have to chop through the ice for them. Chores take longer when water does not flow! Before we can give them round bales of hay, we need to be sure the tractor has been plugged in for several hours to be sure the diesel engines will start.
Farm life may be the end of my love of winter, especially since we are running low on wood for our stove. Brrrrrrrrrrrrr.
But it certainly is beautiful!