
We’ve got them growing on logs. If we were more successful at it, I’d post a tutorial but it’s surprisingly mysterious. Here’s what I can tell you. We bought some plug spawn in the Spring of 2009. They look like pencil erasers and consist of mushroom spores suspended in a binder. My husband prepared our logs by drilling holes and inserting the plug spawn. The log selection is probably the most particular part of the process. Certain trees work best with certain types of mushrooms. These are shiitakes. You then paint cheese wax over the spawn plugs and leave them in the shade for, well, forever it seems. We had one log fruit by surprise last Fall from our first batch. When the spores make their way through the log you can see white dots on the end of the log. That’s our signal to soak the log in our pond over night, slam it on the ground to simulate a branch falling off a tree, and setting it in the shade to wait for mushrooms to appear. Only it doesn’t always work. However… we’ve had enough success not to get discouraged after 18 months and have added pearl and phoenix oyster mushroom logs to our stand. They live in a hammock under a bradford pear tree to keep them shaded and off the ground. Shiitake risotto… yum!
Home Grown Mushrooms
10 Nov 2010 4 Comments
Our Weekend with the Stars of True Blood
09 Nov 2010 3 Comments
Stinky Boy
05 Nov 2010 Leave a comment

Our herdsire’s name is Rudy, aka Stinky Boy. He keeps peeing on his head to make himself extra attractive to the girls. Isn’t that disgusting? I can’t stand to be near him this time of year. That’s him in the top photo. He was born on our farm. We were so happy when he was born because it meant we could get rid of his daddy, Jerry Lee. That’s him in the bottom photo, he’s a purebred Alpine. The folks we bought him from were calling him Elvis because of the magnificent shock of curly hair he has on his forehead, but we thought he looked more like Jerry Lee Lewis. He was the devil. He was underfoot all the time and had to be the center of attention. He stole the keys out of our Mule. Twice. He figured out how to open the pasture gate with his lips so we had to rig a special lock for it. Most of our visitors can’t even figure out how to open the pasture gate and they have opposable thumbs. We took him to the stockyard auction and like to think he’s on someone else’s farm bothering the crap out of them.
A Handmade Tractor
03 Nov 2010 8 Comments
Turkeyvision
03 Nov 2010 1 Comment
Something New
02 Nov 2010 Leave a comment
Happy Halloween
31 Oct 2010 3 Comments
What the heck is this? It’s Jenna’s collar. A nice lady named Beth made Jenna two Halloween charms; a glow in the dark dog bone and a green zombie heart. What dog doesn’t need a scary necklace today? Happy Halloween!
Our Last Tomatoes
29 Oct 2010 Leave a comment
It’s going to freeze tonight, so any tomatoes we have planted in the ground are going to be done. These are some of the wonderful yellow pears we grow every year. It’s been a long season. We started seeds in our dining room the second week of January. We transplanted into pots and moved them into the greenhouse in March, then into the ground in May. We were the first to the farmer’s market with heirloom tomatoes this year by about a month. We’ve just picked all of our green ones and brought them inside to ripen. Hard to believe that in just about 2 months it’s time to start all over again!
Getting Water to the Herd
28 Oct 2010 Leave a comment
How You Doin?
26 Oct 2010 1 Comment
Our handsome visitor is the most affectionate ram I’ve ever seen. He must have been bottle fed as a lamb. It’s a little disconserting when he runs over to say ‘hey, scratch my head’ because he’s huge. He’s visiting us for 2 months, so he’ll go back to his own farm early December. The gestation period for a ewe is around 5 months. We expect to have lambs starting next March.



