Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Farm Tour

We went on a farm tour in Hendry County, FL. This is an annual tour sponsored by the Cattlemen's Association and the Hendry County Extension Agency. The tour is intended to inform people about agriculture in the county and the state. This year there were four buses full of curious people on the tour. Some were "city folk" others were farmers from many northern states of the country. We learned a lot! First, we learned that the county where we live ranks first in citrus production in all of Florida. The county ranks 2nd in sugar cane production, fifth in cattle production and third in produce. Florida itself is second only to California in vegetable production and produces over 63% of the total US citrus production. And the biggest surprise.... Florida has more cattle than Texas! 

The buses took us through the fields where we could see agriculture happening. Well, since our weather had been unseasonably cool, there was a lot that wasn't happening! Farm owners stepped on the buses and provided commentary about what we were seeing. We also had Extension Agents telling us about many aspects of agriculture. 


Here we are in the middle of some sugar cane fields. Each square is about 40 acres. 




The fields we visited were just the tip of the agricultural iceberg!


I found it fascinating to see the preparation for planting. These are newly planted rows of beans. The soil here has a bit of clay, so it stays formed after the special tractor goes through forming and planting rows in one operation. Two different farmers talked about how poorly beans were doing in the cool, cloudy weather we were experiencing. 




Beans are one of the crops that can be picked mechanically. The equipment has revolving brushes that sweep the beans off of the bushes. 


Rows of crops are placed between large irrigation ditches. When plants need water the water level in the ditches is raised and the plants receive their water from the rising water table under the soil. In the picture above you can see what looks like a horizontal break in the rows. The perfect rows are cut across at different points to allow rain water to drain. 

The corn was also delayed. Normally the corn tassels would already have been cut. They have large mowing machines that cut the top tassels off so they aren't in the workers faces when they pick the corn. 



The sides of this trailer fold down. Workers stand on the platform picking corn as they are pulled through the rows. There is a conveyor in the middle that feeds the corn into trucks. Most of the Florida corn production is for human consumption. The farmer strives to produce corn that is consistent in size, about 7" in length, as that is what the US consumers demand.



In the distance we could see smoke from burning sugar cane fields. The fields are burned before harvesting. The fire burns off all of the leaves and all that remains is the cane. There are mixed feelings about burning the cane fields. On our trip to Hawaii we learned that sugar production was ceasing there as the ash and poor air quality impacted tourism. The cane fields in Florida can only be burned if the wind will blow the smoke and ashes away from the large east coast cities of Palm Beach and Ft. Lauderdale. The agent claims that the increased cost of processing the cane, and the problems with disposal of the unused plant material, make burning the only practical manner of processing. 


To the untrained eye the sugar cane looks fine. However, the Extension Agent explained that Hurricane Irma blew the stalks over. In the weeks after the storm the cane did not come back upright. The subsequent growth turned up, so 3-4 feet of cane is lying along the ground. Normally the cane is 12-15 feet high at this time of year. It is only a few fee over our heads.






The agent takes measurements and surveys the cane for pests and disease. Because of the mess made by the hurricane it is impossible for him to get into the fields. 



Unfortunately we did not get to see cane being harvested. Once the cane is burned, a machine with large "combs" enters the field and then cuts the cane as it is caught in the large prongs of the machine. This year the machines are struggling with getting all of the cane that is lying on the ground. The machine looks like a dinosaur (on the right in this picture). It spits the cut cane into a truck. 


The large trucks full of cut cane travel to a raised platforms where they dump their loads into train cars. Yes! Their are rail lines through the cane fields. The lines go to the US Sugar Mill in Clewiston, FL where the cane is turned into sugar. 



Sugar cane is related to grass. Once it is cut it will regrow. Each field can be cut for about 3 years before it is recultivated and planted. New plants are propagated vegetatively from cuttings. Fields are replanted with pieces of cane which will produce "pups" and roots along the cane.

We also learned about the "Cow and Calf" industry in Florida. The cattle, at least in this area of the state, are predominately Brahman mixed with a bit of Black Angus and some Charolais. The Brahman is better suited to thrive on grass living in high temperatures and they can better withstand the assault of insects. The other breeds help produce better steaks! It is less expensive to ship calves to feed lots than it is to bring feed to the calves, so in the spring the 500-600 pound calves are shipped off for finishing. 


  

For the tour, one of the ranchers brought in a herd of cattle and shared information about his cattle. While he talked his dogs literally ran circles around the bunched cows. The dogs have descended from a long line of ranch dogs and are now called "Florida Cur Dogs". The rancher explained that the mama learned from her mama and she teaches the pups the behavior. The dogs are not used to drive the cattle from place to place, but will bunch them and hold them.


Our last stop was at a produce farm. We drove through fields of cabbage, both red and green.



As we progressed through the fields we came across an area where the cabbage was being harvested. Immigrant laborers are brought to the US on very specific contracts which state that they may only be employed for a specified period of time, harvesting a specified crop. The Government sets a minimum wage and requires that housing, medical assistance and transportation be provided. The farmer said that many of the laborers will earn in excess of $20 per hour if they are hard workers. He also pointed out that we would see no white workers, as they won't work as hard. 

The workers use sharp machetes to cut the cabbages. I was amazed at the speed with which they fill boxes. I timed one worker at 35 seconds. In that time he opened a carton, filled it and put his initials or number on it. The laborers leave a lot of inferior or damaged cabbages in the field. It is sad that so much produce is left to rot, but the farmer pointed out, we Americans are very picky about our food and won't by a cabbage head that is too small or too large, or one that is cracked or has insect damage. It is a shame that we can't find a way to harvest the unpicked produce for our poor communities. 


These boxes represent just over an hour worth of work.



After driving through the fields we arrived at the processing plant. It was a beehive of activity. There were fork lifts moving back and forth carrying stacks of produce. The farmer had much of what they were packaging that day on display. There were several kinds of egg plant, herbs, radishes, squash and Bok Choy.


The farmer talked about regulations that govern his work. He has some areas where he produces organic vegetables that require even more oversight. He also shared that packaging is especially expensive. The boxes are close to $2 each. Those that he ships to New York markets need to be in wood crates as the consumers associate that with fresh picked vegetables. Walmart requires the use of plastic crates. Although they are reusable, he must go through an agency that cleans and sterilizes the crates between uses. The farmer also talked about the impact of electronic logs for the trucking industry. Truck drivers can no longer drive longer hours than they report, so shipping will take longer and will be more expensive. The positive side of this for Florida farmers is that Florida produce will be fresher when it hits large eastern cities than produce from Mexico or California. 










Sunday, February 25, 2018

Afternoon of the Arts

Recently I organized "The Afternoon of the Arts". This was the culminating show for the Paint Chip Challenge projects. It was a lot of fun for viewers and participants alike. We had only 12 15 projects. Yes, I was disappointed. But I was surprised by the variety of projects and by the artists. People I had never met and who were not a member of our Creations Guild also participated.


Inspired by a quilted jacket my mom made, I put together a wall hanging using many of her techniques. I find it fascinating that even though may mom passed away fifteen years ago, I am still learning from her! My wall hanging also included some of Mom's fabrics. The Challenge colors were perfect for a project with flowers... lots of pink, lots of yellow and a soft blue/green. Here is a sneak peek.... it isn't quite finished in this shot.


The night before the projects were due I decided to try my hand at pastels to have one more thing to display at the show. I wasn't all that displeased.


Several of the Guild members came to help put up the show. I was in awe of how artfully they arranged the entries. We had ceramics, needle point, a beaded bracelet, flowers and stained glass. We had a two full size quilts and two quilted wall hangings. We had painted metal, painted pine cones and even a painted coconut!

What thrilled me most was that people came! Our show ran from 4 - 6 PM. The club bar opened early and offered Happy Hour prices. We had slips where folks could vote for "Viewers Favorites". Almost 60 slips were turned in! We also sold tickets for a quilt raffle. We sold $270 dollars worth of tickets at the show, and another $170 the next morning before the show was taken down. 

Here are some shots from the show:








And the viewers favorites:





 Yes, that would be my hanging with the first place ribbon. I felt a bit chagrinned.





                                                                                         

Saturday, February 3, 2018

Under the Presser Foot

I have been sewing with other women at the crafts building, and I do some sewing on the motorhome.  This week I completed two projects. Hooray! Completed projects are always nice.

First, I finished a small quilt top with a pattern I bought over 2 years ago! Whenever I stop by a quilt shop I feel I must buy something. I like to support the small guy. So when we were in Ozark, AL on our way to or from Red Bay, AL for service on our coach I stopped by the Front Porch Quilt Shoppe. I picked up the Fancy Forest quilt pattern by Elizabeth Hartman and tucked it away. While packing for the move I came across the pattern and decided it would be a great gift for one or the other of my grand children. The pattern is deceiving. It was much easier to construct than I thought it would be. (Apologies for the lousy color. The lights in the craft building do funny things to colors.)

 In progress:


Completed:


I will be taking the quilt top to California when we go back so I can quilt it there. I'll have to do some thinking about how I want to quilt it!

I led a "Mystery Quilt" for ladies at our resort. For three weeks I gave out instructions for part of the quilt, which could be used to make two pillows or a table topper. This is my finished version:


As I completed the plans for the quilt I had reservations about the color of the sashing I was suggesting the ladies use. The sashing cuts the pillows into quarters, meeting at the middle. I used the same background color as I had used in the blocks. Once I assembled my pieces I rather liked the way it turned out. However, one of the ladies used a dark background and sashing and the effect was totally different.  I'm not so much of a fan of the way her pieces look. We decided that her design could be called the Dollar Sign pattern!! If I ever do this pattern again I will reconsider the colors for the sashing pieces!



Thursday, January 25, 2018

Energizer Bunny

It took a few weeks for me to recover from the "gift" I received from my wonderful grandchildren - like the little Drummer Boy they had nothing to give... so they gave us their colds! Recovery was slow; it came day by day. My ears continue to be clogged. They snap and crackle and I feel like I have water in my ears from swimming. But, most importantly, I have my energy back!! Hooray!


My days are very, very busy! A typical day goes something like this:

7:45-ish: Walk the dogs. If I walk the perimeter of the RV resort it is just over 1.1 miles. Some days I don't have the wherewithal do go all the way around, but other days I take twists and turns to add steps to my walk. Gypsy is thriving on our new regimen. She has lost a few pounds and is keeping them off. Wish I could do the same! I know that Tucker has had enough of a walk when he stops pulling on the leash!



9:00-ish: Ride my bike down to the Nature Center (our craft center) to participate in some sort of craft class. I am either the student or the teacher. I have already taught the "Mystery Quilt" classes, and a cloth basket class. When no class is scheduled I might be working on one of my quilting projects.

This is the beginning of Week 3 of the Mystery Quilt.
No one knows why the "Nature Center" was originally constructed,  but over the years it has become the crafting area. Sadly, it has screen windows covered in plastic and no heat or A/C. Some days this winter it has been darn right cold!
11:00-ish: Head to the Pickleball courts and teach a beginner class. I have experienced twinges of tennis elbow, so I am taking it easy. I have only played a few games since before Christmas, and those that I have played, I have played with my off hand. Sometimes after pickle ball I head back to the motorhome; I squeeze into my bathing suit and head to the pool for a few laps... and a shower.

Afterwards, I head to the motorhome to take the dogs out. Some days I tie them outside, which they dearly love, and enjoy my lunch while reading a magazine or a book.


12:45: If it is a Monday, Wednesday or Friday I hop on my bike and head to the club house to play Mahjong. I am just learning but I love the game. This week I won three games in a row; it had nothing to do with skill and everything to do with luck!

4:00: Take the dogs to "Yappy Hour" at the dog park. Sometimes most days Tucker gets in trouble for chasing the other dogs. Or, Gypsy gets in trouble for defending her "little" brother. We have begun to take the dogs before everyone arrives, or later, after most of the dogs are tired. Tucker's herding instincts just can't be curbed!

One of the puppy dads had treats to give out at Yappy Hour.
It was amazing how well behaved the dogs were as they waited a turn to get their treats.
Other days bring other activities:
  • The Bocce ball courts have just been redone. Bocce is on Tuesday and Thursday mornings.
  • I have played water volley ball. That's on Thursday afternoons.
  • Line dancing is on Tuesday mornings. We also have the opportunity to do yoga or Zumba in the mornings. 
  • Mr. Dreamy races RC (Radio Controlled) cars on an amazing race track. He also participates in a garden railroad club.
  • Tuesday nights are movie nights.
  • We often have entertainment on Friday or Saturday evenings. 
  • Ping-Pong will begin next week on Monday and Wednesday at 10:00 AM
  • BINGO is played every Monday evening. I am probably not going to participate this year. I get too tense as I'm waiting for someone to yell out "BINGO"! and I didn't win once last year.
  • Bunco is played every other week on Thursday evenings.
  • Monday, Wednesday and Friday evenings mean pizza, burgers or wings, respectively.
  • .... and the list goes on!
This year Mr. Dreamy decided to get a boat. The resort is on the Caloosahatchee River and has slips for mooring boats. The boat was purchased before Christmas but because of a monumental goof-up by the dealer we didn't get it registered until this week. Now we can enjoy going out on the river,... but we will have to find the time to do that!






Saturday, December 30, 2017

Twelve Days of Christmas

On the first day of Christmas dear Santa gave to me:
an airplane flight from sea to shining sea.

View from the bedroom upon arising at our CA home.
On the second day of Christmas dear Santa gave to me: two grandkids to snuggle, 
and an airplane flight from sea to shining sea.

We all got to snuggle with Alexis and Kellan.
On the third day of Christmas dear Santa gave to me: three trips to the park, 
two grandkids to snuggle, and an airplane flight from sea to shining sea.

This day was perfect kite-flying weather!
On the fourth day of Christmas dear Santa gave to me: four hours at the zoo, 
three trips to the park, two grandkids to snuggle, and an airplane flight from sea to shining sea.

Alexis and her Nonna Holly pretend to have lunch at a cafΓ©.
On the fifth day of Christmas dear Santa gave to me: five pounds I gained, 
four hours at the zoo, three trips to the park, two grandkids to snuggle, and an airplane flight from sea to shining sea.

We all enjoyed the Pavlova Yule Log that the kids made.
On the sixth day of Christmas dear Santa gave to me: six projects to finish,
five pounds I gained, four hours at the zoo, three trips to the park, two grandkids to snuggle, and an airplane flight from sea to shining sea.

Alexis models the bathrobe I made. It matches PJ's both grands received.
On the seventh day of Christmas dear Santa gave to me: seven pounds of roast beef, 
six projects to finish, five pounds I gained, four hours at the zoo, three trips to the park, two grandkids to snuggle, and an airplane flight from sea to shining sea.

Grandpa snuggles with Kellan while dinner preparations are completed.
On the eighth day of Christmas dear Santa gave to me, eight trips to the grocery store
seven pounds of roast beef, six projects to finish, five pounds I gained, four hours at the zoo, three trips to the park, two grandkids to snuggle, and an airplane flight from sea to shining sea.

We babysat the little ones so Mom and Dad could have a date at the movies.
It wasn't a hard task and our visit wasn't all about shopping!
On the ninth day of Christmas dear Santa gave to me, nine packages to wrap, 
eight trips to the grocery store, seven pounds of roast beef, six projects to finish, five pounds I gained, four hours at the zoo, three trips to the park, two grandkids to snuggle, and an airplane flight from sea to shining sea.

On the tenth day of Christmas dear Santa gave to me, ten loads of laundry,
nine packages to wrap, eight trips to the grocery store, seven pounds of roast beef, six projects to finish, five pounds I gained, four hours at the zoo, three trips to the park, two grandkids to snuggle, and an airplane flight from sea to shining sea.

I dressed Kellan (on right) in the outfit his dad wore at Christmas 32 years previously.
On the eleventh day of Christmas dear Santa gave to me, eleven bottles of wine, 
ten loads of laundry, nine packages to wrap, eight trips to the grocery store, seven pounds of roast beef, six projects to finish, five pounds I gained, four hours at the zoo, three trips to the park, two grandkids to snuggle, and an airplane flight from sea to shining sea.

On the twelfth day of Christmas dear Santa gave to me, twelve coughs and sneezes, eleven bottles of wine, ten loads of laundry, nine packages to wrap, eight trips to the grocery store, seven pounds of roast beef, six projects to finish, five pounds I gained, four hours at the zoo, three trips to the park, two grandkids to snuggle, and an airplane flight from sea to shining sea.

This is only part of the arsenal of drugs we are using to ease our cold symptoms!

So now we are back in sunny Florida, nursing head colds we received from the grandkids. Despite how terrible I feel at the moment, I wouldn't have given up our Christmas for anything!








Saturday, December 9, 2017

Take A Hike

Stepping back in time a bit.... I flew into Denver to pick up my car, visit with my dad and then get a few odds and ends taken care of. Then I was heading to the airport to pick up my friend, a very good friend, who had agreed to meet me in Denver and accompany me on my drive to California. So you see why she is a very good friend? We had all kinds of adventures planned - most having to do with potty breaks near quilt shops!

Friend had a change of planes in Chicago. Chicago was fogged in and her flight was diverted to Cincinnati to wait. Other planes bound for Chicago were diverted to Cincinnati and other eastern airports. When it came time to leave for Chicago it seems that a few passengers had not made it back on the flight. They waited. After a roll call just like in elementary school where passengers raised their hands when their names were read, the plane was on its way. Far too late to make her connecting flight.

On my end, I had completed all of my errands and started toward the airport to meet the flight arriving around noon, plus “T”, an unknown amount of time. I knew about the stop in Cincinnati and knew that if, by any chance, the airline held her flight in Chicago, I might need to be nearby. In hindsight, I should have stayed on the other side of town as Murphy’s Law might come into play which would mean that her plane came in close to her scheduled time and I’d be late in picking her up! As it happened, after standing in line for ages, she was able to get a confirmed seat arriving at 10:05 PM that night. (I did look online to see if I could find anything but everything I saw said “sold out”.) We both figured arriving 11 hours late was a better outcome than what she heard from other passengers trying to get to other destinations, whose only option was arriving 36 hours later!

And so I waited. (Oh, and waited some more as her flight was delayed!) 

What to do for the next 10 hours? 

I could drive back to the other side of town and see Dad some more... 
Or, 
I could go to a mall and shop...
Or,
I could go find a friend and enjoy a coffee...
Or...

I could go take a hike!


There was a park fairly close to the airport and the park connected to open space trails. Off I went. 



It was a beautiful sunny day with the crispness of a Colorado fall day. The trail ran along a plateau with side trails looping down to the river and back. 


While walking along the river I noticed that the water was like a mirror. There didn’t seem to be any movement. I couldn’t even tell which way the water flowed. Then I noticed some trees where beavers had industriously worked at bringing the trees down. 




The beavers had tackled some huge trees. Finally I came across the beaver dam. That explained the lack of movement in the water!



 My walk was an enjoyable way to spend some of the hours waiting for my friend. 

KERPLUNK KERFLOOEY - Day Two-ee

Day two of travel: We heard a THUNK!  A very distinct, very loud, POP! No warning lights lit, so we didn’t stop. I did a quick walk-around...