<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320967224647750947</id><updated>2011-07-28T17:21:40.583-07:00</updated><category term='Sup?'/><title type='text'>Red Barn Farm</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Travis and Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384603494564481080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SSCU93WUIII/AAAAAAAAABg/XaX1AI4juAU/S220/RedBarn_logo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320967224647750947.post-3043688636375039259</id><published>2009-07-04T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T11:46:08.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated in Kitsap County</title><content type='html'>I am on vacation. I am frustrated.  I know, I am on vacation in South Eastern Idaho amidst all of the beautiful fields of wheat swaying in the breeze, why am I frustrated?  Well, it all begins with my brother, the farmer.  I am a farmer, but in talking to him, I am a farmer with a different set of tools and tasks.&lt;br /&gt;My brother farms in a farming dominated community.  He farms around five thousand acres, mostly wheat.  On top of farming around the area, he also owns NuEarth LLC, a company that is plugging away at revolutionizing the way farming is done on large scale farms like those you find East of the Cascade Mountains.  NuEarth is a compost tea base  treatment that is developed to be plant specific which is much different than the chemicals that have always been used on large scale operations.  &lt;br /&gt;Aside from talking with him about his product, it is exciting to talk about different challenges that we face on our own farm, his ideas are innovative and refreshing.  But, they won’t work for us.  It is obviously very different farming thousands of acres verses the fifteen here at PFF.  Usually most of his advice will contain, “Call up the  _________ …”  You can fill the blank with the County Noxious Weed Control, the County Agents Office, so and so at Farm Bureau, the Conservation District, etc. &lt;br /&gt;While we do have some agencies that are trying to help farmers in our area, more are needed if we want agriculture to succeed in Kitsap County.  Our voice has to be united, loud, strong, and tireless as we speak up and develop the help for the farms that we need here in our backyard.&lt;br /&gt;I want to encourage you, our CSA subscribers to help us in our challenge.  You have already made the most important step in helping us with our feat by subscribing to our farm!  Your subscription shows the demand for fresh local food.  I challenge you to unite with us in other ways that will make your voice even louder.  &lt;br /&gt;Please visit your local farmers market&lt;br /&gt;Attend a monthly Kitsap county Agriculture Alliance meeting.  More info at www.buylocalfoodinkitsap.org&lt;br /&gt;Read the local newspapers, become familiar with current affairs affecting farms in our area, and then help us make our voices heard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/320967224647750947-3043688636375039259?l=redbarnfresh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/feeds/3043688636375039259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=320967224647750947&amp;postID=3043688636375039259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/3043688636375039259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/3043688636375039259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/2009/07/frustrated-in-kitsap-county.html' title='Frustrated in Kitsap County'/><author><name>Travis and Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384603494564481080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SSCU93WUIII/AAAAAAAAABg/XaX1AI4juAU/S220/RedBarn_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320967224647750947.post-1698499411761098481</id><published>2009-03-25T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T10:55:39.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/Scpv4P_CiPI/AAAAAAAAADA/LSE8hp8uUKU/s1600-h/EASTER+BUNNY+09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/Scpv4P_CiPI/AAAAAAAAADA/LSE8hp8uUKU/s320/EASTER+BUNNY+09+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317185322218588402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adrenaline was pumping as I fired up the Deere at work for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time.  Time to get outdoors and start turning soil and planting.  The weather is not cooperating.  Doesn't it know that people are hungry and we need to feed?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we have started things in our white trash greenhouse.  We are a lot more controlled than last year, haven't order a ton of different seeds.  There will be less tomoato plants, but better taken care of vines.  Alot of jalapenos, my mouth is watering as I right the word, mmm...candied jalapenos! Oh, I could go on...but the list is much too long!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should check out wild4organic.com.  This business is ran by a family that we are getting to know and love!  They offer a subscription to weekly organic produce delivery.  They are joining forces with us and other farms in Kitsap to add a "local pak" to their products!  We are very excited to be working with them!  Log on to their site and take the survey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what this post really boils down to is ignorance of the taxes that keep yelling at me from across the room.  So, now you can explain the rambling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/320967224647750947-1698499411761098481?l=redbarnfresh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/feeds/1698499411761098481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=320967224647750947&amp;postID=1698499411761098481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/1698499411761098481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/1698499411761098481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring.html' title='Spring?'/><author><name>Travis and Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384603494564481080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SSCU93WUIII/AAAAAAAAABg/XaX1AI4juAU/S220/RedBarn_logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/Scpv4P_CiPI/AAAAAAAAADA/LSE8hp8uUKU/s72-c/EASTER+BUNNY+09+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320967224647750947.post-8767937339890545404</id><published>2009-02-20T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:24:55.086-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sup?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so here I am again.  All in the same MONTH!  I am blogging more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had GREAT weather for working outside!  So, last week we put up the new plastic on the greenhouse, as the contractor plastic that was a quick fix last year has shredded all over the field!  We needed a few extra hands, which we received, and voila!  Travis has been working on enclosing the ends with boards and the see-through roofing stuff (I'm sure it has a more technical name...whatever).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, looking at the farmer's almanac planting guide, planting is not favorable right now until the first few days of March.  So, I will use that and relax the demons in my head that are screaming at me for not getting the peas sown this week!  Get thee behind me!  I am wondering what people have to say about moon planting.  So, feed me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also working on a CSA advertising campaign and calling interested people about CSA's.  I am not to keen on the calling, but realiza the importance of it.  So, I will sign off now and make those calls...email me if you want more info on a CSA in Kitsap!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/320967224647750947-8767937339890545404?l=redbarnfresh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/feeds/8767937339890545404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=320967224647750947&amp;postID=8767937339890545404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/8767937339890545404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/8767937339890545404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay-so-here-i-am-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Travis and Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384603494564481080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SSCU93WUIII/AAAAAAAAABg/XaX1AI4juAU/S220/RedBarn_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320967224647750947.post-4362523534352833042</id><published>2009-02-06T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T11:40:52.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections and Directions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SYyRvQHZOVI/AAAAAAAAACo/g0wkma2boEQ/s1600-h/8-13+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SYyRvQHZOVI/AAAAAAAAACo/g0wkma2boEQ/s320/8-13+058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299771102474090834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is a New Year...you can count on that.  Reflections of last year are a little fuzzy as we put that year behind us and move onto the hopes of this year. Last year was a great year, don't get me wrong.  Talk about a learning experience!  But, this year it needs to be a little different as we are a military family and things will change next year as sea duty looms on the horizon.  This year we need to seize the moment and here is a list of things we are hoping for: &lt;br /&gt;- Time as a family&lt;br /&gt;- Weekend getaways in the mountains&lt;br /&gt;- A long-due trip to Idaho and Montana to visit family and show our kids new things&lt;br /&gt;- Getting our household finances in order&lt;br /&gt;- Travis trying out that new muzzle loader and getting to do all of the hunting he   desires to do (I guess that leaves me looking forward to becoming a hunting widow???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we are setting out to achieve these "hopes" in this new year.  Here are some things that will be different at Red Barn Farm in order to achieve these things:&lt;br /&gt;- We will focus on the health and happiness of our family!!!&lt;br /&gt;- We will not be vending at Farmer's Markets, with the exception of "maybe this fall".&lt;br /&gt;- We might have some produce available for our family and friends to purchase, but our first goal is to sustain our family with what we grow.&lt;br /&gt;- We will leave a little more time to promote/teach/learn about ag in our county.&lt;br /&gt;- we will devote some of our crops for the local foodbank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank our customers for last year and allowing us to serve you!  You can still catch us at some of the Farmer's Markets hanging around the Pheasant Fields Farm cart.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh...one more thing!  &lt;br /&gt;I WILL TRY TO BLOG MORE, I WILL TRY TO BLOG MORE, I WILL TRY TO BLOG MORE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/320967224647750947-4362523534352833042?l=redbarnfresh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/feeds/4362523534352833042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=320967224647750947&amp;postID=4362523534352833042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/4362523534352833042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/4362523534352833042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/2009/02/reflections-and-directions.html' title='Reflections and Directions'/><author><name>Travis and Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384603494564481080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SSCU93WUIII/AAAAAAAAABg/XaX1AI4juAU/S220/RedBarn_logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SYyRvQHZOVI/AAAAAAAAACo/g0wkma2boEQ/s72-c/8-13+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320967224647750947.post-9041352727535453995</id><published>2008-12-27T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:38:51.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Our" Christmas Story</title><content type='html'>We had a Christmas that was right from that movie the Christmas Story!  It is always so hard to be away from our families.  You would think after 12 years, I would get over it!  In the past we have tried many different things to ease the lonliness.  We have been invited to people's houses, that helps.  I have cooked dinner here, that helps.  This year we thought we would go to the Navy Galley for Prime Rib!  Holiday and Sunday dinners from 4:30-6 is what was posted.  Travis made a phone call, but no one answered.  Oh, well....we got there a hair before 5.  "oh, we close in 5 minutes....get in here and get all the food you want and then you eat....get your drinks and desserts right now too before they put it away!,"  The little Phillipino dear urged.  So, uneasily, we paid, though we didn't want to be rushed on such an occasion.  Upon arriving in line, we saw the carnage.  The last of the beef and turkey dripping in fatty juices.  Paige drew a blank stare and then I knew we weren't doing "this".  We quickly bailed out of there while a fight between the cook staff and cashier ensued.  Got our money back and made the trek back to the truck.  Now what?  Tears started to form, and I tried to push them aside as I thought about how lucky we were to be together this time of year.  Still I couldn't wipe away the thoguhts of our extended families together and missing out on all of the holiday hype.  We drove through an eerily quiet Silverdale and found ourselves at Shari's!  The kids were happy, Travis had a burger....far from the Prime Rib he had his mind set on.  It wasn't ideal, but it was "our" Christmas, we will always remember it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/320967224647750947-9041352727535453995?l=redbarnfresh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/feeds/9041352727535453995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=320967224647750947&amp;postID=9041352727535453995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/9041352727535453995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/9041352727535453995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-christmas-story.html' title='&quot;Our&quot; Christmas Story'/><author><name>Travis and Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384603494564481080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SSCU93WUIII/AAAAAAAAABg/XaX1AI4juAU/S220/RedBarn_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320967224647750947.post-8706396093858515145</id><published>2008-12-27T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:24:14.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Local Holiday Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SVZybmYPtsI/AAAAAAAAACQ/N_7eFxRaZ4g/s1600-h/tanksgiving08+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284537031250130626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SVZybmYPtsI/AAAAAAAAACQ/N_7eFxRaZ4g/s320/tanksgiving08+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, where did the time go between Thanksgiving and now? I wanted to sit down and write about our wonderful Thanksgiving, but in all of the rush...that dream faded. We took the challenge of eating one dish local and got pretty close to all dishes local. I will give you a rundown of our local fare....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkey...35 pounder (we raised him)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ham...from our pork that we purchased from JJJ Farms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;potatoes...ours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;stuffing...made from Luigi's bread cubes (the best ever)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gravy...made &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;brussel sprouts...a gift from Nikki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rolls...made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;green bean casserole....our canned beans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;green salad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweet potatoes...I have never attempted to grow these, but I would like to try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apple Pie...Chelan apples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pumpkin pie...our pumpkin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, 8 out of 11 dishes came from here or a local source. Wow, it was amazing. I think our house guests thought we were a little compulsive and crazy as we shot down their attempts to sneak things onto the menu that were not local. But, a challenge is a challenge....and we DID IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/320967224647750947-8706396093858515145?l=redbarnfresh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/feeds/8706396093858515145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=320967224647750947&amp;postID=8706396093858515145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/8706396093858515145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/8706396093858515145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/2008/12/local-holiday-season.html' title='A Local Holiday Season'/><author><name>Travis and Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384603494564481080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SSCU93WUIII/AAAAAAAAABg/XaX1AI4juAU/S220/RedBarn_logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SVZybmYPtsI/AAAAAAAAACQ/N_7eFxRaZ4g/s72-c/tanksgiving08+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320967224647750947.post-2544787205135759026</id><published>2008-11-16T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T10:11:31.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn's Promise</title><content type='html'>Whew...what a season.  Some people have a count of how many jars of what they have put up, I just put em up.  I can try to recall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure there were at least 80 jars of pickles that I put up (some used as bartering stock for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chelan&lt;/span&gt; goods). &lt;br /&gt;A couple dozen each of green beans and pickled beans.&lt;br /&gt;Some 8 or so jars of delightful plum jam that is as beautiful as it is tasty (can't wait to top brie with it for those Christmas parties),&lt;br /&gt;3 cases of apple sauce, plus the sauce I helped a friend with.&lt;br /&gt;At least 12 pints of tomatoes and 12 quarts, too&lt;br /&gt;We tried ketchup...a couple of brave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; and I...I love it, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;Travis froze 50 ears of corn on the cob&lt;br /&gt;We have a a fair share of berries of all types&lt;br /&gt;spicy chow chow&lt;br /&gt;lots of frozen peppers before I found a new favorite....&lt;br /&gt;candied jalapenos!  ( thanks to my new friend Dodi for her recipe)&lt;br /&gt;dehydrated apples (Thanks, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hanias&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;fruit leather&lt;br /&gt;and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;clincher&lt;/span&gt;....(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;drum roll&lt;/span&gt;, please).......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;174 jars of Salsa!&lt;br /&gt;It was great, we converted the October House at Pheasant Fields to our own rustic cannery, complete with propane burners and a trusty Cuisinart!  It was Dodi and Merle, Lisa Marie, and I...oh yeah, Nikki dropped in once in a while to be our taster.  It took us 9 long hours for the red and another 6 for the green salsa...but, it was a blast!  I am now the proud owner of about 5 cases of salsa!  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entitled this Autumn's Promise because of all those tiring hours of prepping and sowing and weeding and watering and weeding and weeding....the seeds planted held true to their promise and we have abundance people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/320967224647750947-2544787205135759026?l=redbarnfresh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/feeds/2544787205135759026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=320967224647750947&amp;postID=2544787205135759026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/2544787205135759026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/2544787205135759026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/2008/11/autumns-promise.html' title='Autumn&apos;s Promise'/><author><name>Travis and Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384603494564481080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SSCU93WUIII/AAAAAAAAABg/XaX1AI4juAU/S220/RedBarn_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320967224647750947.post-3662503813074455577</id><published>2008-08-06T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T17:11:39.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew...they're gone</title><content type='html'>Okay, okay, okay. There were a lot of promises made. But face it, sometimes promises are broken. On our farm, they get broken frequently. I know, I know we promised that we would put some pictures up of the broiler chickens and their growth. You would get a picture of them happily tromping through the fields in their tractors, drinking fresh water on demand and frantically consuming all food in sight. Well, at this point I am going to ask you to trust me that all of the above happened right here on the farm. You want proof? Let me just show you the same chickens that are now in the refrigerator weighing in at (drum roll).......7 pounds! What in the? Okay, so not ALL of the chickens were 7 pounds, but the top shelf of the fridge is stacked with seven pounders! Here are the chicken stats:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smallest bird: 4.9 lbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;largest bird: 7.18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;average weight: 5.47 lbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;age: 8 weeks, 3 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"processing" time: 12 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# of crew members: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# "processed": 65&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MVP: Travis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was Travis the MVP?  Well, he had to work his paying job that day.  So, he missed out on all of the fun.  But, he is voted MVP for taking care of the flock daily (except for duty days), this includes feeding, watering, and moving the tractor.  He has built the tractor, repaired it every time the goats broke in, ripped the tractor apart and rebuilt two smaller ones.  Chewed his fingernails to nubs every time the feed prices have jumped, and listened to me complain about the prices.  He prepared the processing area, sanitizing every piece of equipment used until 12 am, woke up at 5 to get the water heating up, drove the F250 to pick up the contestants in the lower field.  Went to work, called hourly, came home a little early with frosty beverages for all.  Thanked God he had to work.  Helped me package the birds, weighed them, hauled them to the fridge, cleaned up the area, loaded the borrowed equipment and then he.....took me to dinner.  And no, we didn't eat chicken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Farmer T!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/320967224647750947-3662503813074455577?l=redbarnfresh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/feeds/3662503813074455577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=320967224647750947&amp;postID=3662503813074455577' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/3662503813074455577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/3662503813074455577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/2008/08/whewtheyre-gone.html' title='Whew...they&apos;re gone'/><author><name>Travis and Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384603494564481080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SSCU93WUIII/AAAAAAAAABg/XaX1AI4juAU/S220/RedBarn_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320967224647750947.post-2758415267254002704</id><published>2008-07-31T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T10:31:17.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GREAT PENINSULA FUTURE FEST</title><content type='html'>Well, from about today until Wednesday I will be on a dead run!  This weekend is the GPFF and I will start prepping tomorrow for it, man the booth both days (as well as the PFF/RBF salad booth), Nana and munchkin fly in on Sunday, the big Chicken Fest '08 happens on Monday and Tuesday, KCAA meeting on Tuesday night, and then I will FALL OVER on Wednesday!  I hope that you can join up with me!  Blessings to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/320967224647750947-2758415267254002704?l=redbarnfresh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/feeds/2758415267254002704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=320967224647750947&amp;postID=2758415267254002704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/2758415267254002704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/2758415267254002704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/2008/07/great-peninsula-future-fest.html' title='GREAT PENINSULA FUTURE FEST'/><author><name>Travis and Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384603494564481080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SSCU93WUIII/AAAAAAAAABg/XaX1AI4juAU/S220/RedBarn_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320967224647750947.post-3678174805420500443</id><published>2008-07-29T07:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T07:57:42.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A month of Sundays...</title><content type='html'>WOW!  It has been some time since our last post.  Life has been busy, but not really in the field.  The fields are growing and now we are harvesting...&lt;br /&gt;Garlic&lt;br /&gt;Lettuce&lt;br /&gt;Cabbage (it is HUGE)&lt;br /&gt;Beets&lt;br /&gt;Peas...I think they will never end&lt;br /&gt;Carrots&lt;br /&gt;Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;2 tomatoes!!!  (We didn't share with the kids....somethings you have to taste first)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night's dinner fare was truly one of our own&lt;br /&gt;Chuckwagon Moose Steak&lt;br /&gt;Potatoes, Carrots, Peas (Creamed)&lt;br /&gt;Sauteed Beets and greens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you the feeling when you sit down to a meal and it is all from you sustaining yourself!  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Of course, the good Lord has a big part in that, he did give us the tools after all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, what is on for the next few days... More garlic harvest, more of Travis feeding those insanely huge meat birds (processing will begin on the 4th of August), preperation for the GP Future Fest this weekend at Port Gamble...we will be selling our lovely carrots (prepared to eat) at a booth and manning the KCAA booth, and prepping the house for the much anticipated arrival of NANA and a cute little munchkin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks for checking in on us...be blessed!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/320967224647750947-3678174805420500443?l=redbarnfresh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/feeds/3678174805420500443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=320967224647750947&amp;postID=3678174805420500443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/3678174805420500443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/3678174805420500443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/2008/07/month-of-sundays.html' title='A month of Sundays...'/><author><name>Travis and Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384603494564481080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SSCU93WUIII/AAAAAAAAABg/XaX1AI4juAU/S220/RedBarn_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320967224647750947.post-869599965882619293</id><published>2008-06-18T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T08:30:26.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gettin' 'er done!</title><content type='html'>Oh yesterday was wonderful!  I figured after last week at the market with a slim booth, we needed to get some work done around here.  So, I hired a couple of sitters and put in a full eight hours!  Needless to say, I am feeling like my head is above ground!  The sitters were fabulous....they even put away my dishes in the dishwasher!  You know you have good help when they put dishes away! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;completed a teacher thank you project - Ry's last day of preschool, she is off to Kindergarten next year (minus her two front teeth, already!) - this required a trip to the local craft store early, early, early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fed and watered all animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tilled , formed, laid irrigation to, covered with blue mulch, and succesfully planted cucumber beds (I am estimating there are over 60 hills of cucmbers out there -  4 types)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;delivered the teacher thank you's - made the teacher cry...and me, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeded hundreds of beets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hit-and-weed(ed) various areas of the field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;washed my dirty feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blessed a friend (more like family) with birthday dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dropped by more friends' house on the way home - late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot to get eggs...did that with a flashlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collapsed into bed..sunburn and all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/320967224647750947-869599965882619293?l=redbarnfresh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/feeds/869599965882619293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=320967224647750947&amp;postID=869599965882619293' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/869599965882619293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/869599965882619293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/2008/06/gettin-er-done.html' title='Gettin&apos; &apos;er done!'/><author><name>Travis and Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384603494564481080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SSCU93WUIII/AAAAAAAAABg/XaX1AI4juAU/S220/RedBarn_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320967224647750947.post-3348664676952953656</id><published>2008-06-11T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T21:52:02.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juggling</title><content type='html'>You know, my life often feels like a juggling act.  Right now, I am juggling people and things around just so I can get out and PLANT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost our hoop house and our greenhouse split down the middle the other night in a terrible windstorm.  Let's not forget the glass screen door that shattered during nature's attack of the Pacific Norhtwest.  We had so much going on that in the midst of it all...we left.  Well, the greenhouse now resembles "Frankenstine"...never underestimate the power of the almighty duct tape!  Travis went out and re-set the hoop house with ease, but the tomatoes did take a beating.  And, it looks like a fine excuse to finally get that new screen door that we have been wanting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, we have too many varieties of lettuce in the garden to count, peas that are flowering, spinach that bolted and is not harvestable, lovely garlic, 65 tomato plants in the ground, joi choi, cabbage (red and green), 5 different kinds of potatoes, cabbage, beets that are almost ready, onions, broccoli, cauliflower, sickly cukes (it's so cold), and lastly radishes all in the wonderful soil tonight.  Tomorrow we will hopefully get to plant beans and corn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For market on Saturday we will have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dahlia tubers!  2 for $2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lettuce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;radishes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paige's painted rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, that is all for tonight.  You know what they say...the early bird catches the worm (eww)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/320967224647750947-3348664676952953656?l=redbarnfresh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/feeds/3348664676952953656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=320967224647750947&amp;postID=3348664676952953656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/3348664676952953656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/320967224647750947/posts/default/3348664676952953656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redbarnfresh.blogspot.com/2008/06/juggling.html' title='Juggling'/><author><name>Travis and Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08384603494564481080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_woRBnZOe5Mo/SSCU93WUIII/AAAAAAAAABg/XaX1AI4juAU/S220/RedBarn_logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320967224647750947.post-973744592629446121</id><published>2008-06-09T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T15:04:41.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah hem...</title><content type='html'>Hello out there....anybody there? *adjusts mike*&lt;br /&gt;Oh okay, uh Hello everyone. Good to see you and thanks for coming. Let me introduce myself and my family (wipes dirt on her pant leg). We are two enthusiastic farmers trying to figure this whole sustainability thingie out.  Get comfy...this post is gonna take a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      We bought a house 2 years ago that has almost 2 acres and well, I guess I don't know what happened, but here we are. Let me attempt to explain.&lt;br /&gt;     Shortly after unpacking the boxes, my husband and three beautiful daughters went to the feed store and brought home 10 chicks. I remember telling him, "Hold on there, happy camper...we are NOT farmers....You bought what....we don't even KNOW what to do with a chicken...and just WHO do you think is going to take care of this chicken operation while you go on your submarine vacation for THREE months?" He shoved past me, chickens in hand, and proceeded DOWNSTAIRS with those chicks. It was obvious that he had made up his mind about the chickens. And the kids?....oh yeah, they were SO on his side! They were cuddling those baby chicks, taking them for rides in their strollers...&lt;br /&gt;     Meanwhile, I phoned a friend who's husband had pulled the same trick on her a year earlier and borrowed some books. We needed to be informed about what we had already gotten ourselves into.&lt;br /&gt;Well, after carefully reading about our "options", I relaxed a little to the idea and had just settled into my life as a suburban chicken farmer when he brought home FIFTEEN chickens that we, he informed me, were going to eat! Are you kidding me?! Well, pal...the only time I will enter into this WE operation is when I am standing at the stove cooking.....I put my foot down and said, "You are butchering them...I will take the kids and leave that day and come back to a freezer full of chicken...I want NO part in that!"&lt;br /&gt;     Well, the chickens began growing and then he left for his 3 month vacation on a US Submarine. I stayed at home and chased away bald eagles and red hawks and threw some seeds into the soil of the small garden plot. Well, pretty soon those chickens that would be ready to butcher in 20 weeks (oops... a minor calculation on the chicken farmer's part) started dying for no particular reason. I began investigating and interrogating the local feed store clerks. Well, it seemed as though Mr. Farmer misinterpreted the part where the chickens would be ready to butcher in EIGHT weeks. So, the reason they were dying was they were ready to be BUTCHERED! I panicked!! It seemed as though I was going to have to "take care" of these chickens. There were 5 left! Most of my friends advised me to just let them die. But, the local farm clerk refered me to a farmer by the name of Nikki Johanson...yep, SHE was a chicken butcherer.&lt;br /&gt;     Well, I called her and begged for mercy. And, what do you know...that farmer took a whole Sunday afternoon off and helped me with 5 chickens! Now, most of you don't understand the process it takes to properly "process" chickens. When you get the whole operation up, you want to "take care of" as many chickens as you can...usually at LEAST 25. So, looking back, I am honored to think that she took time away from her own "stuff" to process my measly 5 chickens.&lt;br /&gt;     So, that is where it all began and I am excited to share "the rest of the story", but that is for another time...cuz I gotta be gettin outside to those tender little vegies. 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