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September 25, 2026

Interesting things over the past few weeks

This is the chair I currently have at my loom.   Unfortunately my loom is near picture windows, and gets sun on nice days.   The cats have decided it's more important to nap in the sunspots than let me weave.   I can't say that I blame them.  Once, a number of years ago, when Cat was still with us, he was resting in a huge sunspot.  I was not feeling well, achy and snuffling.  I lay down beside him, in that sun and oh my goodness, it felt so nice!
 So I've let them have their time in the sun.  Soon enough, we'll have snow clouds, or those pale skies with less effective sun spots.   Of course, as soon as we start up the wood stove, Dion will be right in front of it toasting himself.


One of my friends from the Rug Hooking guild also works at her local museum.   She gave me two old cookbooks that the museum acquisitions team decided didn't have any relevance to their local area.  It was a lovely thought and an amazing gift since one of the books is an 1898 copy of The New Galt Cookbook.  It's one of the earlier revised editions since it still have the names of the contributors attached to the recipes.  I was thrilled.

I was out of general occasion cards, so I painted up a few of these for thank you cards.  It was fast and I think quite effective.  I like them a lot.



I was a tad late locking up the chooks the other night and when I came out of the barn, this amazing sunset made it seem like the sky was on fire.  The photo doesn't do it justice.   These moments never last long, and I felt quite lucky to get to see this one.



The fall asters are just starting to fade.  Usually they bloom with the Goldenrod, but this year most of them seem to be blooming as the goldenrod is fading.   They are one of my favourite wild flowers.  I love the colour and I love that they bloom so late in the season when most of the other flowers have faded.



Other than that, the huge storm a couple of weeks ago left a path of downed trees and other damage.   Earlier in the year hubby asked the "tree guy", a local service for a load of wood and said he'd like a couple more.  He dropped off one a few days ago, them dropped one off yesterday  without telling us he was coming and them today I looked up and he's dropping off another load.   Hubby doesn't mind, but there is currently a lot of it out there!   I've been told that most of it's in an easy to process size, so there is that.   

September 11, 2026

More Crazy Storm Damage


A huge, weird weather system came through the whole area the other day.  The nation wide severe storm and tornado warning system was going off for well over an hour.  We had wild winds, heavy driving rains in heavy cloud cover that had the outside solar lights on in the daytime because it was so dark.  When it was all over and done, there were branches down every where.   We were lucky that we still had hydro, but a lot of areas even nearby had none for hours.   Once again, the storm took out my clothes line.   The clean up of the yard yielded 6 trailer loads of branches, limbs and other tree debris.  The clumps of leaves, just got mowed into mulch.  The worst thing though, was that other half of the tree that fell on my garden in early July, came down, taking a pine tree with it, and it landed - yup, on my garden!   The wire tomato cage and the spiral support are visible, but crushed and one tomato showing on the right side.

It mainly fell on the large Mortgage Lifter tomatoes in the raised beds.  One was just lightly hit, and mainly with smaller limbs separate from the main trunk, so it was fairly easy to clean up.   I ended up picking some of the very low fruit that was still green, because one of them had bite marks in it.   I felt it was better to save the rest of those tomatoes, than feed whatever was making them dinner.   The other plant though was completely covered by the tree.   Hubby trimmed enough away so that I could pick all the still green tomatoes from the plant and bring them inside to ripen.


I was amazed at how quickly the rescued green tomatoes ripened inside.   Mostly ripened, as when I realized that I had to either can them or use them up today, because they were ripening and quite soft, I found a couple of them were not quite ripe inside yet.  I peeled and chopped them up.  Mortgage Lifter tomatoes are a heritage breed which results in huge tomatoes, with lots of flesh bits.  They're great on sandwiches.  I heated them to a boil in a large pot so I could water bath can the batch.  If you heat the jars, and heat the tomatoes, you can put them into a canner filled with near boiling water without risking thermal shock.  I also find that heating the tomatoes allow me to put more fruit into the jars.  

I also used a fair number of the fancy Black Cherry Tomatoes, which are actually greenish brown and green inside. (This is the important information) They are a nice size cherry tomato, albeit ugly.  There are lots still on the vines.  There were too many to eat and I didn't want them to go bad.   A few seconds in a hot water bath and the skins slipped off nicely.  I mixed them into the chopped tomatoes and I thought nothing of it, until I pulled the 7 jars from the canner.   Because the huge tomatoes were chopped, the tomatoes separated, with the meaty part floating over the clear tomato juice.   It's apparently a pectin issue which is released or broken down when chopped too much.   One jar had to wildly green liquid on the bottom and a very green flesh.  I will admit to commenting on the weird effect of the little brown cherry tomatoes.   Then hubby, who remember pulled down the jars for me, reminded me that one of the jars I used was a fancy green glass one.   So I actually think they are all normal and I was just doing the canning by rote and didn't even pay attention to the colour of the jar.  How did I really not notice that?   However, I'm happy that all jars sealed nicely and tomorrow afternoon, I'll be able to remove the rings, clean them up and store them away for winter use.  Thankfully I didn't use one of the purple glass jars.  I wonder what sort of surprise I would have had with that one?