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-Posted by Isaac

Jayne said I sounded too depressed in that last post. I needed to be more upbeat. "Why don't you reread that and tell me what you think," she said.
 Of course that invoked the response you might expect from a beekeeper in November: "I'm just telling it like it is, Honey, ...and maybe that's just how I feel... and I think it was pretty well written, thank you..."

So upon rereading, I think she's right. 
The weather really isn't all that bad, and hearing more stories about the Hurricane Sandy aftermath on the east coast, my little rainy day problems seem pretty quaint. The sun came out, I got a few runs in, I feel much better. And it's not the end of everything. In fact, yesterday marked the beginning of the Worthington Winter Market, now up at the Worthington Mall.


Thank you to Jamie, market master and farmer with Wayward Seed for the prime real estate! We're in the center of everything, right on the corner. 
What a wonderful turnout it was. I saw many many new faces and quite a few of the core regulars. You left me feeling upbeat and enthusiastic and a part of something-- this whole localvore movement happening in Columbus. Thank you!
I got to spend three hours savoring the aromas of Silver Bridge Coffee right across the walkway, and Lucky Cat Bakery sent me home with an awesome loaf of sourdough rye. 


While I was having fun, Jayne was having her own fun, I suppose. She gave a marketing talk at the Ohio State Beekeepers Fall meeting in Reynoldsburg. Last year we both did this, but I can imagine it was better received with her alone. For one, she's better looking and well spoken. Plus she didn't have me there to interrupt and carry on with beekeeping blah blah blah that has nothing to do with marketing honey.

The End. Of Everything.

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-Posted by Isaac

We've had six days of no sun and it's beginning to wear on me. Not that I should complain. At least our house isn't floating into the Atlantic Ocean. We've still got electric, still got the warm stove.

I used to be spoiled and much worse. When I lived in Colorado we'd routinely have two straight weeks of brilliant blue skies and sun on the shimmering mountains. Then a cloud would pass over, it might get cold for about three minutes and I along with other complaining ski bums would let our frustrations be known. My weather sensibilities have both matured and dulled living here in the Midwest. I've come to find out that to make it here comfortably a person has to be a lot tougher and a bit more stupid. (Maizy says, "We don't say stupid!"
Just take it as it comes, stand there in the cold rain and chew your cud.

That's why Romney and Obama spend all their time here campaigning. They know we'll show up to vote, by God, rain, sleet or snow. We just can't decide on who or what...

Well, the depressing title of this post reflects my mood right now. (Particularly after last week's awesome warm days.) The joys of Summer and Fall are coming to a close. Here are a few recent shots of the last of...

The last Summer market
The last picnic at Deer Creek
The last leafy soccer game
The last pull of Fall honey
 Incidentally I found out something funny about this bee yard up near London. It happens to be on land that was recently acquired by Bill Gates. Yes, that Bill Gates. Apparently he's in the buying up land, they're-not-making-any-more-of-it business much like Ted Turner. This farm was bought for $10,000 an acre! What a tycoon. So now I've got to somehow give Mr. Microsoft his 24 pounds of rent honey. Oh bother.

The last hurrah for the bees
This was a picture from several weeks ago but I don't think there will be any more happy honey super clean-outs for our home yard bees.


The last hay ride
Hopefully not the last bonfire.

The last of the outdoor coop
Yes, even the chickens move inside for the winter, cooped up in the barn out of the wind. For now they're still pecking around looking for the last bugs of Fall, but it won't be long. The weather has changed and like it or not, bees, chickens, people, we all have to face the music.

Or get the heck outta here.

Preserving the Harvest

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-posted by Jayne

There is a catchy little song (written by a friend of ours) that goes something like this;

"We'd eat what we can, and what we couldn't eat we'd can, and what we can we eat all winter long..." 
For me, canning is a compulsive act.  I watched my mother can spaghetti sauce, chili soup, green beans, peaches, and pears every summer while I was growing up.  Canning is just "what we do", so even when there is no energy left in the body, and no time left in the day, I still somehow find a way to can what I can.  
This week, I canned tomato juice.
Canning in October is pretty wonderful because the weather outside is cool, meaning the steaming kettles and canner on the stove don't bring our house above the 100 degree mark (we don't have AC).  
I get a lot of questions about my strainer, so I thought I would post some pictures of the process.  Hot, just-boiled tomatoes from the orange bowl go in the top of the strainer.  Maizy turns the crank, and the skin and rind come out the side, while the juice and pulp land in the pan below.  It's great that the kids can help, and although it does drip a little it still makes the job quick and easy.  


Next up:  Pears.  I use the exact same strainer to make "pearsauce."  Really, I don't understand why more people don't make pearsauce.  We are blessed with a beautiful old pear tree in our yard, and some years they are simply AMAZING.  And this is one of those years!   Unfortunately the tree is over 40 feet tall, and I can't reach most of the beauties.  

To make pearsauce, I simply boil the cut and quartered pears on the stovetop until they are soft, and pass them through the strainer.  Seeds, stems, and peels come out the side, while the pearsauce falls through into the pan.


Bridger really loves helping me gather pears.  And I love that my little 11 month old is learning that food comes from the earth~ not the store.  You can simply crawl on the ground and find something amazing to eat!!


A few weeks ago we picked apples at a friend's orchard.  Look at how thick they were hanging from the tree!  I am still making applesauce and other goodies from these yellow delicious apples.

 Yes, indeed, that is a truck load of apples!

Each Fall we break out the cider press and have a little 'pressing party'.  I freeze the cider in small batches and then pull one small batch out of the freezer every week, thaw it, and enjoy warm cider all winter long.  Here you see my sister-in-laws Adrienne and Becky, and my niece and nephew Owen and Olivia (among the other children) helping to throw the apples in the hopper.  

Here is a sampling of some of this year's canning:
L-R: Pizza sauce, tomato juice, peaches, and wild black raspberry jam

 Pumpkin and squash are also a regular staple around here this time of year.  I never buy pumpkin at the store... it seems pointless when cooking up pumpkin and squash is so simple.  Two years ago I posted about how to cook pumpkin, since many of my friends had never done that before.  I keep it in the fridge, and what I can't use I simply freeze for later.  This week, we've made Pumpkin Smoothies, Pumpkin Pancakes, Pumpkin Bars, and hopefully some Pumpkin Granola later today.  You can tell it is Fall, because I am in "cooking mode" and actually have time to do this sort of thing!

Ohio is blessed with an abundant variety of local produce!  And indeed, I realize it would save me time if I simply bought my tomato juice, applesauce, cider, and pumpkin at the store, but the whole process of food preservation is a part of the cycle of the seasons for me.  It's time to stock up, get ready for winter, and enjoy the beautiful Fall weather with our family.

We will be at the North Market and The Worthington Market for our final outdoor Saturday markets of the season.  It has been so warm here in Ohio that it doesn't seem possible that the summer market season is nearing completion.  Don't worry though, we will be at the Worthington Winter Market every Saturday November - December, and every other Saturday January through February.
Hope to see you there!

Just another Marathon Sunday... Powered by Honeyrun

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-posted by Jayne

This past Sunday, Isaac competed in the Columbus marathon.  Another early morning for the Barnes Family.  This is the first time I attempted to take all 3 kids to watch one of Isaac's marathons, and I can say it wouldn't have been very successful without the help of my sister-in-law Becky, and friends Kristen and Shannon to assist me.  Trekking through the crowds (18,000 runners, and all their fans) with three young children at 6:30 a.m. is not exactly an easy task.  

One of our "jobs" while Isaac is running is to meet him somewhere around mile 13 to give him a 'shot' of honey.  It provides a nice little energy boost to help him through the rest of the marathon.  Since I had Bridger strapped to my chest, Kristen had the important duty of holding and delivering the honey.
 "Here he comes!  Hold out the honey, Kristen!"
   The funny thing is, Isaac was so distracted, talking to the runner next to him, he completely missed us.  Luckily Kristen chased him down and he was able to get his shot of honey.


Here is Isaac around mile 26.  
And because these pictures are a little blurry (taken with my iphone), I had to go out to our clothesline tonight to get a shot of his marathon jersey.  Yes, that's right, he's sponsored by Honeyrun Farm!!

Yes, sometimes I leave my laundry hanging out overnight.

Isaac finished with a time of 2:42:59.  30th place out of 5477 marathoners.  Not bad for an aging beekeeper.  
Summer honey... the choice of elite marathon runners!

October Recreation

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-Posted by Isaac

Did you know that tulip poplar honey doesn't granulate? I didn't, but that's what the "experts" say. I hope they're right because I just bottled a lot of it and put it in the cold part of the honey house. We've got another bottling tank on its way (larger) and I wanted to get this one cleaned out and switched to Spring honey for the Christmas rush.

Last weekend was so pleasant. Perfect October weather. On Saturday evening Jayne and I got to leave the kids at Grandma's and attend a wedding reception at Clippers Stadium (Huntington Field). They opened the glass overhead doors and we sat at big round tables in the cool night air overlooking the field. What struck us as funny was the company we randomly chose, as there were no seating arrangements. Clockwise from my left, the careers went like this:
General Practice Doctor - Dermatologist - Investment Banker - Banker - Chemistry Professor -  Material Chemist - General Practice Doctor - Radiologist - Beekeeper - Beekeeper
Ha Ha... Jayne said sometimes you just have to gloat a little...

On Sunday it was just too nice to pass up a hike. You can see that the last of the goldenrod and purple aster is still in bloom.
"A flower for you, Mommy"

The Circleville Pumpkin Show, "Greatest Free Show on Earth," came to town this week:

Somehow it never ends up being much of a free show.
My princess on a white horse
 I think it's the greatest people watching show on Earth... between observations of food choice and food consumption and watching other dads hi-fiving their kids on the rides.
"How do I make this thing turn right?"
 Lindsay's Bakery always draws a crowd:
Is this what happened to the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown?
Of course all of Pickaway County shuts down for the Pumpkin Show. Jayne spent two days helping out in the Junior Women's booth selling pumpkin pie and Honeyrun Farm honey among other things. And no school means plenty of time to practice archery with Daddy.
The Outlaws of Sherwood
 And lots of racing:
Boogity, boogity, boogity!
 Will I ever get around to the rest of the goldenrod honey?

Whoa! Who put that sticker there?  Liberal bees with their socialist agenda have no place in my Dad's backyard (Romney - Ryan  country).
Apparently these bees have been happy with the last four years.
I just hope that they are fiscally conservative with their honey.
Winter is coming!