Kitchen Day.

This afternoon's harvest. Not counting the handful of strawberries and the two figs I ate whilst fossicking in the garden.  I was told by my cousin how to freeze figs so I can enjoy them any time of the year but sadly none of them have made it into the house let alone to the freezer. :)

Today I think I might pull all the carrots and put them through the processor to slice for the freezer. I do them with the vacuum sealer so they last for ages. There's still plenty of garlic hanging but I'm out of minced so I'll do that too. It's raining today so I think I'll stay in the kitchen and get a bit of cooking done. Not sure what's happened to summer; it visited for a while but has disappeared again. 

It's time to look at winter veges and getting some seedlings started. I'm not going to worry too much about potatoes this year once the lot I have in are done because we've hardly been eating any. I miss them terribly truth be told - love mash with chives and a little bit of cheese sprinkled on top - but they're white and starchy and all that not- good stuff so that's that. We occasionally have some steamed though and that's pretty nice. 

It's a good thing we gave the chook yard a good clean out yesterday - it's a bit of a wash-out today. I'm going to buy another couple in a few weeks - it's been a feast or a famine with eggs at the moment and I need a few more for cooking. I haven't had to buy any yet but I've run close. A solid talking to has done nothing to alleviate the situation and I have a feeling that one or maybe both of the girls I inherited when we moved here are getting on a bit. That's O.K.; they can mill  about to their hearts content, but I will have to have some new blood in the hen-house soon. That should be fun - they're quite personable little creatures so it will be nice to have a few more.