November 2014

Early November campout with Zachary and my boy scouts. 

After camping, we harvested our carrots.

The lemons are almost ripe

Quinton wanted to climb the mountain, so we walked up to the base (which was enough for him once we got there) and took some pictures.

Lillyth, being cute

Quinton couldn't sit still for a physics demo at USU, so we walked the halls and tested the elevators, and, at one point, put him in this 'jail'.

I rounded up several extra hens from friends would didn't want to take care of their birds who no longer laid and had my scouts over for a lesson on poultry processing. Fortunately, one of the other leaders and his friend were experienced and taught me, and the boys, what they were doing.

Sweet boy

Quinton couldn't find any flowers outside to give his mommy. So he brought her some dry beans that missed being harvested and a sprig of aphid-ridden kale that had been missed by the deer and chickens. Now its snowing. Good bye garden.

Correction: he's not a boy. He's a buh-ihhhhhhhhhhhg boy.

Pumpkin soup

Behavior was getting a little out of control after (not so hallowed)ween. So we promised pumpkin soup (which the children abhor) for getting school work or chores done late. School work was done by 10am, the house is still clean, and Jillian turned the soup into pie. The mild hint of sausage and onions is actually quite good, and the children didn't notice.