Monday, May 16, 2011

How deep it goes

Ahhh that sweet sweet voice of Anne Wilson, Nancy's tender picking -- there is a reason why this song has been stuck in my head for a few days...
The well guys came with a really really, no really, BIG truck with a super giant drill, and the guy dangled his keys around a bit and said "h-yup, right here".  He estimated we would find water at about 20 meters (60 feet or so). At 100 euros per meter, the quote was for 2grand, and that was OK...


And along comes Drilling Day...20 meters, still pulling up gravel, not even reached bedrock yet...30 meters...the guys have to go back to get more pipes...40 meters...the guys have to get bigger pipes because the gravel keeps caving...50 meters...and finally bedrock.  How much bedrock before we hit the water table?

Not much farther now, says the well guy, for sure for sure.  60 meters...70 meters...80 meters...No water and we quit for the day.

So here we are, 4 times over budget and seriously worried -- what do you do?  Keep going, keep spending for each meter?  How do you stop when so much has already been invested?  But what if there is no water?  What if we don't reach it until 200 or 250 or even 300 meters?  We started talking to folks with wells, and everyone had a horror story -- "oh, my sisters well was 330 meters deep (that's 1000feet -- just the energy to pump the water up from that depth is heart stopping!)".  "My uncle had one that went to 220".  "oh, at my cottage it went to 250"...EEEPS!!

Well, not much to do at this point, so the next day we just kept drilling and drilling.  And HURRAY! We finally hit deep water reservoir at 120 meters -- about 360 feet.  It has a good strong flow too, more than 1400 litres an hour, which is OK, and provides some pressure to get the water up with less energy than I feared.

Still, though -- 6 times what we expected to pay.  If we had any idea it would be that expensive NO WAY would we have dug a well at the little farm -- the running spring is enough, and we could just use that to fill a tank for the few times we will spend the night there.  But hey, now its done, so if ever we do want to live there, or have someone else live there, it will be ready!

So, I've done the calculations -- we use water at the little farm mostly to irrigate the vegetable garden, since we aren't living there, and that takes about 600-1000 litres every other day when its not raining.  At 1 euro per bottle, we could water the garden with Evian for a couple of months for the same price!

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Swarm, Swarm, Super Swarm




Having bees is an extraordinary thing.  Novels, poetry, music has been written about it, and with good reason -- it is a beauty, alien and strange, dangerous and scary, essential and productive, intelligent and powerful. Pure nature, and so beyond our power and control that it is impossible to contemplate them without enormous respect, a respect that spills over into a respect for all living things.  

Beekeeping teaches a fundamental truth: nature ought not be forced.  The role of the beekeeper is to provide an environment for the bees where they want to stay and do their business. There is a partnership between bee and beekeeper, the beekeeper coaxes and manipulates and teases the circumstances so that bees do what comes naturally in the context of what the beekeeper wants -- its like farming Aikido -- the Zen of Bees.  Provide the ideal circumstances for nature to take place, and it will.  And that goes for all types of farming, with bees its just more immediate and more obvious.

So anyway, our bees are cool.  Did I say that already?

On Saturday Gab and Davide were taking care of Davide's bees down in Sabbio, when they found a swarm -- When a bee colony gets too numerous, they allow another queen to mature, and then half the colony flies away with the new queen to create a new nest, thus a swarm.  They caught the swarm and stored it in a box waiting for a new hive, then came up to our farm to do some checks on our bees. they found ANOTHER swarm!

When bees swarm, they are actually incredibly docile. Without a nest, the bees protect their queen with their bodies, so the mass of bees you see hanging from the trees is just that -- a mass of bees, one on top of the other -- there are no structural elements in that lump, no wax or other branches, just bees.  And they let you touch them.  It is the most incredible feeling -- they vibrate like crazy, its like putting your hand just over a live electrical wire, it almost itches.  To catch the swarm, you actually reach out and pull the mass of bees into a special box.  Many of them will, of course, fly away.  But if you get the queen into the box, then eventually all the other bees will find her and settle into the box themselves.  Takes a few hours of confused bees flying all over, but eventually they settle into their new home.
Video of Gab catching the swarm

So Gab caught the new swarm, and then checked out the original hives.  Sure enough, one was quite weak because it had been divided for the swarm.  That means no honey from that hive or the new one for this year. Rather than lose the honey production, he made Super Swarm.  Not a scary attack of the killer bees sky dark with insects super swarm...in this case a super swarm is a means of re-uniting the separated colony, and making one strong colony from two weak ones.

video of the swarm flying around looking for the queen in the box:

The new swarm is put in the "super", which is the top section of the hive where they make the honey.  The Queen is kept out of the super (the doors that connect them are too small for the queen to pass), so the honey there is free of larvae and other debris of bee life, and is just pure honey.  So, the new swarm is put in the super with 4 sheets of newspaper covering the doors between the super and the hive.  This way, for the first few days, no bee passes from one to the other.  During those days, they get used to each other's smell and proximity, and they chew through the paper.  By the time they are through the paper, they are thinking of each other as family again, and will mingle happily...all except for the queen in the super.  And only one of the two queens can survive.   We'll cross that bridge when we come to it, whether we separate her from the bees and take her off, or whether we let the bees take care of it and choose which one survives, we'll have to see.  Gab has been asking beekeepers on the forums what is the best approach.

And so by the end of the week, we should have a single strong honey producing family rather than two weak ones.

In the process of maintaining the hives, we also scraped down our first little bits of honey. O.M.G.  I have never tasted honey so delicious.  No, really.  I was totally surprised because we always buy local honey from the die hard beekeepers, so I didn't really expect a quality difference. But holy smokes, was there ever.  Maybe its because they are feeding all on wildflowers and we have ALOT of acacia in flower at the moment, or maybe its just because its MINE and the difference is all my head.  But no matter the reason, our honey super duper ROCKS.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

HATCHED!!

A couple of weeks ago, the chickens were all moved up to the new chicken house in Provaglio, except for...two hens went broody and stayed behind in Salo sitting on their eggs.  They were sitting together in the same nest on 3 giant goose eggs (from a neighbour) and one teensy tiny egg from the dwarf chicken "Chinesina".  Then we bought 4 new leghorn hens and 4 turkeys (mmmm...thanksgiving!) that went straight up to the little farm and started making themselves comfortable.  Lots of new poultry to keep us entertained!  Then Gab went to the champion breeder of Valdarno chickens and bought 40 eggs, and all they went into the incubator.  And just 3 weeks later...


WE HAVE CHICKS!!! AND THEY ARE SOOOOOO CUTE!!!

On friday, all the eggs in the incubator started hatching! On saturday, the geese and one dwarf chicken egg under the broody hen hatched!  How exciting!!! In spite of a power outage on the incubator for a few hours, we still got about 50% hatch rate, which is great for the first time!  22 little chicks and They are Soooooo Cute!  Here is a video of the valdarno chicks just hours old (under their heat lamp now)... 
And here is a video of the two geese that hatched (the third didn't make it) and Chinesina's little survivor egg...he is just absolutely adorable. Nina's called him "nemo" 'cause he's the lone survivor of a predator attack that took his mom...he's got special dispensation, and won't be destined for the pot any time soon!



The bees arrived too!  5 hives and millions of bees -- Gab kitted up in the beekeepers suit and took 5 colonies of bees and transplanted them from styrofoam boxes into their actual hives, and MAN were they pissed!  But the beekeepers suit worked, and he didn't get a single sting!

But there's bad news too -- within a couple of days, the new turkeys all showed signs of illness.  (I have never seen an uglier creature than a turkey...even the babies are hideous...still, endearing in their grotesquerie)  The stinking nasty brutish industrial battery raising stinking (did i say that already?) farmer sold us sick turkeys.  By the rules of the farmer's market where we bought them, they all should be vaccinated.  Humph, yeah right.  Same stinker sold a "couple", meaning cock and hen, of purebred dwarf chickens to Sabrina...she got them home, and they were a very modern "couple"...two cocks.  Double Humph!  Within two weeks, two of the turkeys were dead, but the other two miraculously survived.  The vet was tres impressed, and now we have 2 quite rugged immune turkeys!

About the same time as the turkeys were dying, we forgot to close the broody house here in salo one night and a weasel got in and killed one of the broody hens.  Nina woke to the ruckus and came to wake us up, and we ran outside and scared him away before he could get them both and the eggs too. We lost the Chinesina, but saved her wee little eggie.

And then, while all this is happening, where is the damn cat?  She up and disappeared. After a week we started to worry it was more than spring wanderings.  Signs up all over the village, but our Calli has disappeared...maybe she's found a nice quiet family that feeds her tuna once a day and is living it large...i hope so!

But back on a good note, we had our first party!  Gramma and Grampa are here from Canada, and we had a picnic on easter monday up at the farm, and it was the best party ever!  Gab built a barbecue out of old pallets and some roofing tiles...who needs to spend hundreds of bucks on a barbecue, humph, not us!  Loads of people came, and we all had a beautiful day, loads of food and a great easter egg hunt.




Friday, April 15, 2011

Winter Work, Spring Work

Its been FOREVER since my last post, so sorry...but I have my excuses...fourth baby is on his way, due 11/11/11 (no, really!), and I've been laid out with first trimester nausea, tiredness, and general blah-ness.  In the 10th week now, and starting to move into the "superwoman" second trimester phase, when i will clean every corner, wash all the windows, iron everybody's underpants, and generally be full of energy and vim and vigour.

So what has been going on in the last two months?

Well, February and early March were full of winter work -- Gab has been up to the little farm every day, working at it full time and the late winter weeks he :

  • pruned the fruit trees, 
  • planted new ones (add to our inventory another 16 grape vines, 15 hazelnut trees, 2 walnut trees, a pomegranite tree, 6 blueberry bushes, and 6 current bushes, plus sage, rosemary, and rhubarb in the perennial beds), 
  • built a super duper mega chicken coop, and a separate little one for chicks, 
  • hauled about 6 tonnes of gravel to resurface the driveway and build the foundations for the coop
  • fixed and refinished some of the fencing
  • Built a support for housing the bee hives whenever they finally get here
  • Got the house hooked up to electricity and wired
  • did some terraforming around the spring, so we now have a pond for the ducks to play in
  • Cleared the wood of brambles and undergrowth and started building terraces along the steep hillside
  • chipped all the brambles and prunings to make mulch
  • hauled over 11 tons of prime seasoned organic manure (he's special friends with the organic cow farmer who shares his special personal reserve stock with Gab...he gives him the good shit) and spread it around the trees and over the terraces where the veggies will go.
And then the winter broke, and we went straight from winter into summer, with 3 weeks of 30 degree plus sunny weather (the recorded high on the little farm thermometer was 37 degrees -- what is this, Africa? geeze!) we had to get our butts in gear to get the ground plowed and the manure spread in and the rows prepared for the veggie garden.

I did a whole bunch of research and studying and planning and designing for the veggies, so that we would have manageable sections of veggies that were manageable for rotations and also companion planted (planted together with other plants that assist each other -- onions keep away bugs, and are good with almost every other plant.  Nasturtiums act as an Aphid trap, and are great with everything but especially tomatoes.  Beans work well with cabbages, fixing the nitrates that the cabbages eat up.  NOTHING with potatoes...they need to stay all by their lonesome. And turnips love to live under fruit trees, who'd a thunk it!).  So it was beautiful designed and quite complex...and we followed it for the first ten minutes before we got carried away and just started planting everything everywhere! 

And over the course of the next couple of weeks, we kept remembering other things we should have planted, and tilling more new beds...and now we have planted nigh on 500sqm of veggie garden...HOLY SMOKES.  I'm a bit scared of what's going to happen when all those plants start producing...but we'll take it one step at a time and see how it goes.  And excess can go to the local CSAs who have said they want to buy our produce, and if its still too much, well...it will be time to get pigs!  They'll take care of any leftovers, and make really yummy salame out of it too!

So now all the seeds are in, the seedling plants we started indoors are also down, and we are waiting patiently for it to rain.  We've watered a few times from the spring, with a diesel pump that takes the water from the spring and pumps it up to the terraces so we have a hose with running water, but it would be really nice if mother nature would do her part and let it rain already.  Its been about 4-5 weeks without rain, argh!

And on that note, I leave you with "RAIN IS A GOOD THING" -- was one of our favourites in Vancouver (I guess we figured if we kept repeating it, it might feel true...now and with a lovely irony, we really really mean it!!) : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4VKy69sE4VY

Monday, February 7, 2011

Fruit tree inventory...a moment of boasting,sorry!

we've done the full count of the fruit at the little farm and catalogued it for registering with the farmer's association, and I just can't resist a moment to be proud of our new place...

here's the inventory -- total number of trees is about 92, give or take because the chestnuts are just so many we didn't count them precisely.  The bold italic number is how many total trees per type, and the column of numbers to the right of that is the approximate age of each individual tree



TreeTotal no perestimated age of each tree









Apple, various types11201551520502010303015
pear, Various types52055510





Figs, various types82020202010111


Walnut81515203020301530


Plum, various types1015151050153015101010
peach2105








Cherry, various types750151550503030



Susine (plum cousin)55020302030





Nespolo (local fruit)115









Heritage Apples25050








Almond150









Marron Chestnut1100









Chestnut25(approximate number, there is a wood full of them, all varying ages)









Grapes615












Yummmmmm!!  Gab has been approached already by the heads of two different CSAs who want to buy our excess fruit...with all those trees, I'm thinking there will be quite a bit of excess!

We picked up the Ape today, and now have farmer wheels, woohoo!

Saturday, February 5, 2011

A day in the life of a raw milk lover

Raw milk RULES.  If harvested and stored hygienically, from healthy, well fed and well kept cows,  it is perfectly safe.  And when it comes raw, it comes with all the components for making every type of dairy product.  When its sterilized, the good bacteria go with the bad, and it is no longer usable for anything but drinking (unless you add bacteria from another source).  

Italy has among the most intense food hygiene regulations in the world -- the UK reacted to BSE after 20,000 or so infected beasts were confirmed.  Germany and france reacted at around 4,000 or more.  Italy was freaking out with a country wide beef on the bone ban instantly without debate over just 2 infected cows.   Angelo had to pay a fine of 2,000 euros because the sanitary ceramic tile in his kitchen was only 2m high up the wall instead of 2.12m.  Food delivery is not the norm because the regulations for carrying food are so strict -- pizza guy on a motor scooter is not so easy here, so mostly people make do with take away.  And yet raw milk is available in every community, large or small, from automatic dispensers that fulfill the sanitary requirments for safety.  Raw milk is NOT illegal in Canada because it is hazardous -- in the 30s, without consistent refrigeration and with little public information on germs and hygiene, maybe.  But not anymore.

So here is what I do once a week.  I go to the raw milk dispenser just down the hill in Salo.  Every morning at about 6am, after the morning milking, the farmer brings the milk -- he removes the leftover old milk, (which is then pasteurized, bottled and sold to the supermarkets -- yes, you pay more for the seconds) sanitizes the tank, and places the new milk.  The new milk stays at perfect temperature, perfectly safe and sanitary.

I buy 20litres of milk from the distributor, and at 1 euro per litre instead of 1.60 from the supermarket, and the farmer gets all of that money.  If I went all the way to Gavardo, closer to the farmer (5km away), the dispenser costs only 60c per litre.

5 litres of my milk goes into the fridge for fresh consumption.  5 litres goes into the pot for processing into yogurt and soft cheese, and 10 litres goes into the pot for processing "aging" cheese.  I get 5l of milk to drink, 3l of yogurt to eat, 1 pot of cottage cheese and 1 pot of soft spreadable cheese, and 2 harder cheeses for slicing, grating, and eating just like that.  Oh, and with no packaging to throw away.

Making yogurt and cheese with nothing but milk:
(ever wonder how they made cheese before all this wonderful and poisonous factory farming? )
With raw milk, you can use the bacteria in the milk itself for all of these processes, eliminating the need for adding yogurt bacterias or rennet or other assistants to the coagulation -- the bacteria does the work itself.  To do this, you first need to make "latte inesto", or inocculated milk.  Bring the milk to 61 degrees.  This kills off the bacteria that you don't want, and leaves the bacteria that you do want -- the thermophyllics (or resistant to heat) stay, and these are the base of all italian cheeses.  If you heat any more, you will start to pasteurize and lose the good bacteria as well.

Allow the milk to cool just to 40 degrees, then isolate it (wrap in a towel or blanket) to keep the warmth in and store in a warm place overnight -- I use the oven with the light on.  10 hours later you will have yogurt, with no other ingredients at all.  The consistency is kind of custard-like. (and I prefer pudding like, so I usually make it with added bacterial culture after pasteurizing, as below).  You can eat this like yogurt, put it in the fridge and it will solidify more, but the consistency is not what we are used too.  If you take this yogurt and simply heat it until it separates, you get cheese.  The hotter you heat it, the bigger and firmer the kibblets of cheese, so the more like cottage cheese.  If you heat it just hot enough that it separates, you get a softer spreadable cheese.  Once separated, spoon into a cheesecloth lined collander to drain, and hang for a few hours.  The longer it hangs, the drier and harder the cheese product.  lasts for about 2 weeks in the fridge.

Making yogurt and cheese with pasteurized milk and added bacteria 
For the sad Canadian readers under the regime of the evil milk marketing board (doesn't it just make you think of big steely cavernous government buildings a la orwell or clockwork orange? but maybe with cows behind the clerks wickets...), alas the above is not possible.

But also, for yogurt in the pudding consistency that i like, the yogurt has to be pasteurized first, so you have a clean slate, and then you add only the bacteria you want to grow in the milk.  I use greek yogurt with live bacteria. It makes nice thick and creamy yogurt.  Then, of course, once you have the mother batch, you can use your own yogurt to make the next batch.  It will eventually weaken (yogurt inbreeding...) and you will need to add fresh, but it will go for a few rounds.

To pasteurize raw milk, I bring it to 71 degrees C and there it stays for 30 seconds before removing from the fire.  For yogurt, do the same as described above, let cool to 40 degrees, then add your live yogurt bacteria (for 5 litres, I add about 1l of greek yogurt), then isolate with a towel and keep warm overnight in the lighted closed oven.

With the resultant yogurt the next morning, again you can make cottage cheese and soft cheese just by heating it, as described for the raw milk process above.

Making hard(er) cheese with either raw or pasteurised milk
To make a cheese you can slice rather than spread, you really do need rennet.  Without rennet, you can just up the heat for your overnight bucket of yogurt -- put the oven on at 55 degrees -- then next morning drain in a cheese mould basket for a day, and you will have a decent sliceable cheese without rennet, but its not ideal.

For traditional farmhouse italian cheese, heat the milk to 38 degrees, add the right portion of rennet (depends on the type of rennet and how much milk.  leave 40 minutes.  Cut the curd.  heat to 45 degrees.  let sit for 5 minutes. Spoon curd into cheese mould baskets and leave drain for about 5 hours.  Turn out onto a cheese board, and leave to air dry, turning every day, for about a week to 10 days.  you can rub salt into the outside of the cheese on the second day.  Then just keep in a cool dry place, turning every few days, until you want to eat it.  If mould forms outside, just brush/scrub it off.

The canadian controversy over raw milk
Thanks to my mom for the link to this article that got me out and defending raw milk.  The comments after the article are all very interesting.
 http://thetyee.ca/News/2011/01/24/MilkWarriors/?utm_source=daily&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=240111,

Signing off because we are taking a roasted chicken up to the little farm for a picnic and some leaf raking and jumping.  Gab's been up all week pruning and cutting paths in the woods and generally winter maintenance.  next week we should get our load of shit to spread in the orchard, yahoo!  Also next week the pick-up comes (its a three wheeled piaggio Ape Max...too cool!  Ours is white) and the specialist will come up to see about hooking up the electricity and setting up a well and the water tanks.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

I can have POUTINE!! YAYAYAY

I just figured out how to make proper squeeky cheese curds -- of course unheard of here -- so as soon as i've lost the target 20lbs and am off this stinking sucky diet, I will be eating POUTINE!  Hooray!

So here's how to make Squeaky Cheese Curds:
heat a couple of gallons of milk (I did a batch with 12litres, and made most into cheese but kept about 1/3 of it aside for this experiment ) to 38 degrees (celcius), add the appropriate amount of rennet (depending on how much milk and depending on your rennet) and leave until the curd forms, about 30 minutes.

Cut the curd (just google instructions on how to cut curd) in to squares about 2cm, heat slowly up to 60 degrees stirring constantly -- its the stirring combined with the heat that keeps the curd pieces separate and allows a little crust to form on each piece for the squeaky effect.

Allow to cool down, drain the curds and run hot water over will stirring them in the strainer.

Salt and serve...yummmm!  Nice and squeaky, they feel and taste just like curds should, but I haven't tried with the fries and gravy yet, so don't know if they will melt right...we'll just have to see!!