Weather | 9/15, p. cloudy to thunderstorm, 0.64" rain, 67°, 89° | 9/16, p. cloudy, 60°, 87°
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- Monday, 9/15: Nice Rain...YAHOO!!!
- We finally witnessed a nice rain of about 3/4". The last time we had anywhere near this amount of rainfall was on August 9th, over a month ago, when we got 0.59". A front stalled over us and gave us a couple significant thunderstorms. We even walked through water puddles after the rain.
- I added 2 grams of diammonium phosphate (DAP) to the apple wine brew bucket and worked up a starter batch of Red Star Côte des Blancs yeast throughout the day. I pitched the yeast into the brew bucket prior to bedtime. The specific gravity was 1.057, a 17-point drop from yesterday's reading of 1.074. This indicates that wild yeast from the apples was already working down the sugar content. There was a slight vinegar odor coming from the wild yeast fermentation. As soon as I dumped in my yeast starter, a familiar wine yeast smell filled the air.
- Mary picked a full four-gallon bucket of hazelnuts.
- While she was picking these nuts, she heard a tree frog calling. It sensed rain when no weather forecast called for rain. We need to pay attention to tree frogs.
- Mary and I husked all of the hazelnuts during the thunderstorms (see photo, below).
- We both picked tomatoes and hot peppers before the thunderstorms hit. After dark, Mary sorted ripe tomatoes from unripe ones and froze ripe tomatoes and hot peppers.
- Mary startled a covey of Bob White quail from under the walnut trees on our lane while doing evening chores.
- The doorknob on the chicken coop quit working. It was an old-fashioned knob. The screws holding the device together were buried under rosette, or the cover just beyond the knob handle. I sawed the inside and outside knobs off with a hacksaw, then unscrewed other parts. Hens on the roost just inside the door hated the sound of my hacksaw on metal. It was getting dark, so I leaned a metal fence post against the outside of the chicken coop door to keep it shut. I'll have to install a used doorknob on that door, tomorrow.
- I heard two great horned owls calling to one another as I finished evening chores.
- After dark, while Mary and I were reading, a pack of coyotes howled from our west yard, which is just steps away from the chicken yard and our house. After we walked Plato, I went to check the chicken coop door to make sure it was secure (it was fine) and coyotes howled from just south of the house. I walked to the south orchard and shined my flashlight south into the fog. The coyotes shut up once the flashlight lit up the fog. This morning (9/16), Mary found coyote scat under the east side of the clothesline.
- Tuesday, 9/16: Junk Box Isn't So Junky
- I checked old door knobs with the current door on the chicken coop and they don't fit with the holes in that door. The door knob I cut out with a hacksaw was smaller. I'll probably go with some kind of a latch system like we currently use on the chicken doors.
- The apple wine yeast is humming right along. Twelve hours after I poured in the yeast, the specific gravity was five points lower at 1.052. Before bedtime, it dropped another nine points to 1.043. I might be racking it tomorrow.
- While trying to find a latch for the human door in the chicken coop, I grabbed a cardboard box that we call the "junk box" and decided to clean it out. It weighed a ton. Most of the weight was due to tools. I moved tools out of a small yellow toolbox, cleaned it out, and designated it as our house toolbox. All of those tools went into that toolbox. I tossed a bunch of outdated things from the junk box, such as old keys (we had three pairs of keys to the 1984 Suburban in there), and bagged several like items. It's very much lighter, now.
- I attended a Missouri Department of Conservation (MDC) Webex session dedicated to Missouri reptiles, which was very interesting.
- Mary picked more tomatoes and hot peppers, then froze them. She also picked a few strawberries. The ground under all garden plants was damp and there was no need for watering. That is a nice break.
- We experienced more coyotes howling at night while walking Plato. One yipped from just south of the house, while others howled from just north of us. I shined the flashlight into the south orchard trees and waved the light around. That coyote immediately shut up and probably moved on. I'm guessing we have a lot of bunnies near the house and that's attracting coyotes.
- Wednesday, 9/17: Sweet Potato Harvest
- I checked the apple wine twice during the day, getting a specific gravity of 1.037 the first time and 1.031 the second time. Each time that I checked this wine, I squeezed the three nylon mesh bags to release more liquid. The contents in each bag is reducing as more liquid leaves the apple pulp. Racking this wine for the first time will definitely occur tomorrow.
- Mary dug up the sweet potatoes. After 16 years of putting down grass mulch, she was able to search out the sweet potatoes with her bare hand, instead of with a shovel or trowel, because the soil is now nice and soft. The numbers of sweet potatoes weren't as good as last year, but were still respectable. After laying them out to dry (see photo, below), she stored them in two milk crates in the back porch closet.
- Mary and I watered the gardens. The task is quicker now that there are fewer plants to water.
- While putting the chickens to bed, we noticed huge cracks in the ground in the north chicken yard, due to very dry soil. Mary stuck a stick a foot down into one of the cracks. Our clay soil cracks a lot when dry.
- I cut the bad parts out of an apple that fell off the Granny Smith apple tree that we ate. It was very delicious.