STAY-CATION.
Hannah and I have been saving a little money over the season to afford us a small vacation. Well, vacation might be the wrong word for it. What we're really doing is taking a few days to go see the folks in November up near Lexington, and we're truly looking forward to it––to a tiny, ahem, stay-cation.We're excited to see family. We're excited to see some friends. And we're excited to take advantage of two of our favorite towns––Louisville and Lexington––a bit like a tourist might get to. Which brings me to the reason for posting this: What's going on in Lexington and Louisville in mid-November?Where should we eat? Where can we catch some good music? Where should we grab a lively cup of coffee... a cold pint of beer? What about art museums? Exhibits? Antiques stores and thrift shops? We know these cities fairly well, but new things seem to be popping up every day––what are they!?I should add that although we chose to stay in Kentucky to see our family and because we didn't have a lot of money to do otherwise, we also chose to take our vacation here because of how good Kentucky has been to us these past two years and how proud we are to be from this wonderful and ever-evolving state. In essence, we really wanted to give back what little we could, so please leave us a comment and help us build our plans to do so!- Jesse.
POPPING GARLIC.
It is that time of year....leaves are falling, the weather is turning cool, and we find ourselves spending hours and hours in the upper loft of the barn. Popping garlic.Bugtussle has been saving their own garlic seed for years, meaning we set aside several hundred bulbs in the spring to replant. That also means that now we must pop open each bulb to remove the individual cloves. I both love and hate this chore. It usually coincides with autumn and sweaters and it is not exactly labor-intensive. But my fingers. Oh, my fingers. It is a special kind of pain....and we aren't yet half way through!Worth it, though. For fresh garlic, it is definitely worth the pain.- Hannah.
BROODING ONE CHICK.
Brooding only one chick is the most ridiculous thing. Truly. It means sometimes starting a fire in the woodstove before we leave for market....just for her so she won't get too cold. It means digging through the dirt outside to find worms and grubs that we then have to mash up with our fingers for her. It means coming home to find that she has jumped out of her little box and pooped all over the floor.And all of this for what could actually be a HE.But....it also means lots of cuteness.So I guess we will keep it up.