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Cranberry-nut Cookies

Cranberry-nut cookie

Ingredients

  • 1/2 cup butter
  • 6 T. white sugar
  • 6 T. light brown sugar, packed
  • 1 tsp. vanilla
  • 1 egg
  • 1 cup plus 2 T. flour
  • 1/2 tsp. baking soda
  • 3/8 tsp. salt
  • 1/2 cup white chocolate bits
  • 1/2 cup dried cranberries
  • 1/2 cup chopped walnuts
  • 1/2 cup coarsely chopped macadamia nuts

Preparation
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.

Cream butter, sugars and vanilla. Add egg and mix well. Combine flour, salt and baking soda, and add to butter mixture; mix well. Mix in chocolate bits, cranberries and nuts. Drop tablespoon-sized clumps on ungreased cookie sheet, about 2 inches apart. Flatten with fork. Bake 12 to 14 minutes, until bottoms begin to brown and tops are golden. Remove to baking rack to cool.

Makes 16 to 24 generous-sized cookies.

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Urban Farming

Plant Roots Used to Treat Wastewater

Water-treatment system

Courtesy Penn State University/ Amitabh Avasthi

Penn State horticulturist Robert Cameron created a biofilter that uses plant roots to clean wastewater.

Plant roots enmeshed in layers of discarded materials inside upright pipes can purify dirty water from a washing machine, making it fit for growing vegetables and flushing toilets, according to Penn State University horticulturists.

“Our global fresh water supplies are fast depleting,” says Robert Cameron, a doctoral student in horticulture. “So it is critical that we begin to look at alternatives on how we can take wastewater and turn it into a resource.”

Cameron and Robert D. Berghage, associate professor of horticulture, use discarded materials and a combination of plant and bacterial communities to treat water from a washing machine and other wastewater.

According to Cameron, this design is superior to previous living water-treatment systems in that it requires much less space and is much more efficient at removing water contaminants.

“We have shown that with this system we can take wastewater from a washing machine and remove more than 90 percent of the pollutants within three days,” says Cameron. “The treated water had very low levels of suspended solids and no detectable levels of E. coli.”

The water-treatment system consists of two 7-foot-long plastic corrugated pipes 1 foot in diameter. The researchers placed these pipes upright 3 feet apart in a basin containing a foot of potting soil and crushed limestone.

“We planted the 3-feet-by-5-feet basin at the foot of the pipes with papyrus and horsetail reed,” Cameron says. “Just like in a wetland, the roots of these plants and associated bacteria clean the water as it flows under the basin surface and through the two columns.”

Both culvert pipes are filled with alternating layers of porous rocks, composted cow manure, peat moss, tire crumbs, potting soil and crushed limestone.

Researchers planted vegetables and ornamental plants—tomatoes, peppers, rosemarybasil and orchids—in holes drilled along the length of the pipes. They then pumped about 45 gallons of wastewater from a washing machine to the top of the two pipes.

“As the dirty water trickles down the pipes, the tight mesh created by the soil, gravel and roots filters out pollutants,” explains Cameron. “Additionally, bacterial colonies among the roots eat away the dissolved organic matter while layers of iron scraps or clay can be added to trap phosphorous.”

By periodically replacing the plants, pollutants not metabolized but trapped, can be removed from the water-treatment system, he adds.

Chemical analyses of the treated water show a reduction of nitrites from 24 parts per million to just 1.9 parts per million, a reduction of more than 90 percent.

The water-treatment system also is effective in filtering out boron. While boron is a necessary micronutrient for plants, it’s toxic at high levels and can accumulate in the ground.

“Our gray water sample had boron levels of about 702 parts per million,” Cameron says. “But after about three days of treatment, water collected from the foot of the pipes had only about 58 parts per million—a reduction of about 92 percent. Dozens of other pollutants were similarly reduced in two to three days.”

Cameron indicates that the next phase of research will focus on the beneficial reuses of the treated wastewater, such as reducing a building’s need for air conditioning.

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Urban Farming

Smokey’s Great Adventure

Miniature Rex pet rabbit

Photo by Audrey Pavia

Smokey chewing on something appropriate.

I had rabbits as a kid growing up in the surburbs of L.A., but they always lived outside. No one ever heard of an indoor rabbit back then. But by the time I got back to bunny ownership, keeping indoor rabbits had become the norm. And it makes sense.

When keeping rabbits outside, they are subject to all kinds of threats. The weather is only one thing that can take down an outdoor rabbit. Predators are probably the biggest issue, with raccoons being among the worst. Those striped carnivores can and will reach through the bars of a rabbit hutch and kill the bunnies right in their cage.
 
So, my two Miniature Rexes, Smokey and Prudence, live indoors. They have a large exercise pen in my home office that houses their bed, litter boxes and wicker bunny tent. When it’s time for them to romp around outside the pen, I section off the part of my office near my desk and let them have the run of the house.
 
Anyone who has indoor rabbits knows that rabbit-proofing is crucial if you are going to let your lagomorphs run loose. Rabbits are notorious chewers, and will chomp through anything they can get their teeth on. This brings me to Smokey’s great adventure.
 
Two weekends ago, we had some friends over with their kids. Our house is a popular spot for children, who think it’s a private petting zoo. The bunnies are a favorite attraction.
 
When kids come over, I escort them to my office, lift them up over the pen so they can sit inside with the rabbits, and monitor the interaction. When the rabbits seem like they’ve had enough, I take the kids out of the room and that’s the end of it. But this time, one of the kids found his way back to the office without me knowing and tried to get into the pen. He didn’t succeed, but he did manage to compromise its security.

The next morning, I came in my office to feed the bunnies their a.m. pellets. And I saw Smokey sitting outside the pen. After I put him back in, I went into optimist mode. “He must have just gotten out,” I said to myself. “I found him right after he discovered the gap in the pen panels.”
 
Content with my conclusion, I went off to work.
 
Two days later, Randy calls to tell me he is trying to send a fax, but it won’t go through. I tried to troubleshoot the situation over the phone, to no avail. When I got home that night, I crawled around under the desk, fishing through the spaghetti bowl of wires that connect all my equipment together. I figured a plug must have come out. Yeah, that’s it. I was still optimistic.
 
It didn’t take too long to discover the problem. The wire connecting the fax machine to the telephone had been neatly sliced in two. Smokey.
 
I went to the garage, got another phone cord and replaced it. But the machine still didn’t work. I crawled around under my desk some more and found another sliced phone cord, this one connecting the phone to the answering machine. Smokey.
 
Another try and the machine still wasn’t working. More crawling around and another discovery: a severed phone cord attaching the phone to the wall jack. Smokey.
 
After I had replaced all the phone cords and got the machine working, I decided all my problems were solved. Still optimistic.
 
But this entire week, I have been discovering severed cords under my desk, one by one. First it was my speakers. Then it was my digital camera. Today, I discovered my back-up drive.
 
I guess it’s safe to say that Smokey had not just gotten out of his pen when I found him that morning, but had quite a bit of time to spend under my desk, slicing every cord he could wrap his mouth around. He must have been out all night, in fact, chewing to his heart’s content.
 
Lesson learned. When it comes to escaped house rabbits, remember one thing: The glass is always half-empty.

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Animals

Prepare Livestock for Hurricanes

There’s a good chance hurricanes will hit hard during the 2010 hurricane season, which lasts June through November, according to predictions made by the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration. Farmers living in the North Atlantic and around the Caribbean Sea and Gulf of Mexico should already have livestock disaster preparedness procedures in place in case a hurricane strikes. If not, now is the time to do so.

Lack of emergency and evacuation plans and lack of livestock identification are two of the most commonly handled problems when it comes to livestock disaster preparedness, says Joe Paschal, a livestock specialist at the Texas AgriLife Extension Service. Making emergency decisions ahead of time will ease the transition when a hurricane reaches land.

“Decide which animals you can take or have shipped out of the danger area and which will remain, how they will be left and who will care for them,” he says.

Livestock Evacuation 
Some livestock owners will decide to pack horses or show livestock in a trailer to hit the road if the need to evacuate should arise. In this case, livestock should be familiarized with their mode of transportation and should be halter-broken before the hurricane hits, says Kristi Henderson, DVM, assistant director of scientific activities with the American Veterinary Medical Association.

“Expecting livestock to easily load onto a trailer if they have never done so may be delusional, even under the best scenarios in some cases,” she says. “Waiting until disaster conditions to introduce animals to a trailer may result in safety risks to animals as well as the owners, thus worsening an already bad situation.”

Staying Put During Hurricanes
Other livestock owners have no choice but to leave their livestock on the farm to ride out the hurricane. Paschal recommends keeping smaller animals such as poultry, pigs and rabbits in a sturdy barn or garage while putting larger livestock in a large pasture with protection from wind, rising water and debris.

“I realize that it seems heartless to put horses, livestock and exotic animals out into the wind and rain, but if they have a wind block (brush or tree line) and are on high ground free of overhead lines, they will have room to move to avoid most wind-blown debris,” Paschal says.

Disaster Preparation Essentials
Regardless of how you proceed with your livestock, make sure all animals have updated vaccinations, including those needed for the evacuation location, and are properly identified. An external visible form of identification, such as a brand, ear tag or tattoo, is ideal, says Paschal, but microchips or ear and lip tattoos will also help.

“[These] will all aid animal rescuers to reunite your animals with you, and in a worse-case scenario, provide you with closure and perhaps indemnification if they are dead,” he says.

Also assemble a livestock disaster-preparedness kit and place it in a water-tight container in an easy-to-access location. Paschal recommends using a 5-gallon plastic bucket with a top. Inside, keep your name, contact information, numbers and descriptions of your livestock remaining on the farm, medical information and the location of your feed and water supplies.

The American Veterinary Medical Association has a complete list of items to include in your livestock disaster-preparedness kit specific to the types of animals on your farm.

Finally, make sure the entire family knows how to carry out the disaster plan, Henderson cautions. “This is vital to help ensure the most efficient use of time and resources a family spends on the many steps needed to protect their animals and themselves during and after a disaster.”

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Urban Farming

USDA Surveys Honey Bees

Honey bees

Courtesy Stock.XCHNG

The USDA Honey bee survey is expected to provide information on Honey bee pests and diseases that could be contributing to colony collapse disorder.

The USDA is conducting a 13-state survey of Honey bee pests and diseases to help USDA scientists determine the prevalence of parasites and disease-causing microorganisms that may be contributing to the decline of Honey bee colonies nationwide.

Since the 1940s, the U.S. Honey bee population has dropped from 5 million Honey bees to approximately 2.5 million, according to the USDA.

“Bee health is critical for the success of pollination-based agriculture, which produces about a third of our diet in the United States,” says agriculture secretary Tom Vilsack. “There has been a disturbing drop in the number of U.S. bee colonies over the last few years while the demand for commercial bee pollination services continues to grow, and this survey will help us to better understand the factors threatening our Honey bees so we can take effective action to protect them and the crops that they pollinate.”

The voluntary Honey bee survey includes 350 apiaries across 13 states and will last through the end of 2010. The USDA’s Animal and Plant Health Inspection Service developed the survey protocol jointly with the USDA’s Agricultural Research Service and Penn State University.

Honey bee survey kits have been mailed to state apiary specialists, who will collect samples of bees and debris from the apiaries in their states. ARS and PSU scientists will test the samples for specific Honey bee pests and diseases. APHIS is particularly interested to know whether foreign mites of the genus Tropilaelaps have entered the United States.

The survey will take place in Alabama, California, Georgia, Indiana, Florida, Hawaii, Michigan, New York, Pennsylvania, South Dakota, Tennessee, Texas and Washington. Once all the samples have been analyzed, APHIS will summarize the results and post the summary on its website.

Beekeeping is an essential component of modern U.S. agriculture, providing pollination services for more than 90 commercial crops and adding $15 billion in value. Since the 1980s, however, a number of factors have contributed to the declining health of U.S. Honey bee colonies. These include widespread use of pesticides, the introduction of several Honey bee pests into the U.S., such as the small hive beetle, which can damage honey comb, stored honey and pollen, as well as deadly Honey bee parasites such as the Varroa mite, tracheal mite and single-celled gut parasite Nosema ceranae. Honey bees also face a number of newly introduced diseases caused by viruses, bacteria and fungi.

In addition, beekeepers began to report in 2006 a new threat to Honey bee health that scientists have named colony collapse disorder. In colonies exhibiting CCD, adult Honey bees leave the hive and never return, abandoning the queen and eggs. APHIS, ARS, USDA’s National Institute of Food and Agriculture and a number of other organizations have formed a CCD working group, which is researching the possible causal agents of CCD. The Honey bee survey results will provide valuable information in this effort.

For more information about the survey, please visit the APHIS website.

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Urban Farming

Ciao, Mario … Thanks for the Wine Bottles

Wine bottle

Photo by Rick Gush

I’m looking for wine bottles with rounded bottoms, like this one, for an upcoming project.

I’ve got a new art project, and I need a bunch of old wine bottles. I’m looking for the kind that has a rounded bottom. These were most commonly used in the old days to make raffia wrapped flasks for Chianti and other Tuscan wines, but everywhere in Italy these bottles were common in the 19th and 20th centuries. 

I have a collection of lots of different wrapped flasks, or fiasci, as they are called here. So now I’m hunting around, looking for old bottles. I printed up some flyers with a photo of the kind of bottle I want, and I spent a few hours passing out the flyers yesterday. On my last call I hit a potential jackpot.

Wine bottle

Photo by Rick Gush

Mario’s shed is packed with wine bottles like these.

Ten years ago, when I first arrived in Italy, I saw an old guy who had a big Dahlia imperialis near his garden shack, and I used my unintelligible Italian to ask him for a cutting. (Dahlia imperialis is a spectacularly tall dahlia that grows from 15 to 30 feet and blooms in the fall.) He was Mario, and we sort of became friends. I went over to his shack a number of times, and we would drink his horrible homemade wine and sometimes I’d bring salami to eat.  He always spoke Genovese, and I barely spoke Italian, but we had a nice friendship and he rattled on with a hundred stories of which I understood perhaps three. 

He had a bunch of grapevines growing around his yard and lots of bottles of different wines that he had made, and he loved explaining the whole deal to me. I’m always a sucker for anyone who wants to talk about their garden … no matter the language.

I spent the night in the hospital a few weeks ago, and one of the other guys in the room with me was Mario. Unfortunately, I heard he died a few days later.

As the last stop on my bottle leaflet passing tour yesterday, I stopped by Mario’s shack, thinking perhaps to give my condolences to his brother who lives in the big house up front. There was a new guy in the garden area, and I convinced him to open the gate. After a few minutes chat about Mario, I asked if perhaps I could get another cutting of the tree dahlia, and I also asked about the old bottles. Turns out Mario’s whole back shed is packed with old bottles stacked in the dark. 

The new guy let me take three old wrapped wine bottles from near the doorway where there was a bit of daylight, and they were almost but not quite the style I was hoping for, but still cool. I made a date to come back this afternoon with a flashlight, and I’ll get to explore the whole shed. How cool is that? I’ll probably have trouble sleeping tonight, I’m so excited.

So, ciao, Mario. I was happy to see you one last time, and I very much appreciate being able to scrounge around in your wine bottle shed.

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Crops & Gardening

Yellowwood

I fell in love this spring and I can’t stop thinking about it.  I went to our local May Market to buy some plants and was having a lovely time browsing the stands when a garden-designing friend pulled me aside to ask me about a tree. 

“What is that tree?” she asked, pointing to a 30-foot specimen planted in the garden at the end of the row of tents I was walking through.  “I don’t know what it is, but it’s just so beautiful,” she said. 

I looked up, expecting to see something familiar.  “Is that a white wisteria wound up in the tree?” I asked her.  “Maybe” she said. 

We walked up to it but didn’t see any wisteria vine at its base, though that’s exactly what it looked like.  Hummmm…no identification sign there, even though we were at a botanic garden. 

I left dumbfounded and awestruck.  I hadn’t seen this tree before but clearly it was there the hundreds of times I have visited the botanic garden.  Why did I never notice it before?  Was it not in bloom at last year’s May Market?  I guess I needed Carol to make me look up and take notice. 

So, I went home and looked through my tree books.  There it is.  Yellowwood.  How beautiful!!  How did I not know this tree?  Ahhhh, but I did! 

Years and years ago a woman who once worked for me gave me a tour of her garden.  I recorded the visit for a radio segment and in it she goes on and on about her favorite tree … the yellowwood. It wasn’t blooming then and I thought she was a little weird to be so crazy for a tree.  She had just acquired one and was uber pleased with herself. 

I didn’t get it then, but I get it now.  I need to go back to her house and see that tree.  I bet it’s gorgeous and I bet she’s happy as a clam when it flowers every May.

Funny how you can spend your life looking at gardens, both public and private, but never notice something so beautiful until someone else spots it first.  Now I have to have this tree.  I have to tell people about it.  I have to be a little weird to be so crazy for a tree.   

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Equipment

Trimmer Care

Trimmer power-head maintenance is pretty straightforward stuff.

Assuming you have a standard two-cycle engine, getting the right mix of gas and oil is key. Equally important is keeping the gas and oil fresh. I never mix more than a gallon at a time, and that is for use on both my trimmer and my chainsaw.

Even then, it can get old, depending on the season. Old fuel tends to gum up the carburetor and cause trouble over time.
Concern for clean air may seem ironic, considering the pollution rate with most two-cycle engines. However, maintaining a clean and plentiful flow of air into the combustion chamber will actually reduce pollution flowing out. Fresh air ensures more complete fuel burn.

Check your manual for proper care of your air filter, and check it often. The dirtier the work you do with the trimmer, the more often the filter should be checked and cleaned.

Take a few minutes before you put the trimmer away and clean off any plant material build up. Take extra care around the gas cap.

Keeping it clean helps reduce the potential for a plug in the fuel line. If you get one, you’ll know it. Often the engine will idle, but when you open the throttle it will stall out. Then it is off to the shop and a delay in finishing that trimming you were going to do.

A quick wipe down saves money and cuts down on frustration. Combined with fresh fuel and clean air filters, a little maintenance goes a long way.

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Homesteading

Native North Americans

Bison bull
Photos by Cherie Langlois

Bison bull at Trek.

Fed by days of rain, the lush meadows glow a vibrant green on this June afternoon, providing ample forage for the animals grazing hock-deep in the grass. 

For a farmer, gnoshing hoofstock are nothing unusual, but on this day, the sight sends me into a photographic frenzy.  Because these particular grazing creatures aren’t cattle or horses, domestic goats or sheep; they’re bison cows, with cinnamon-colored calves at their sides, and—just over there—bighorn sheep, a bachelor flock of curly-horned rams. 

And here, where the meadow greets the trees: Roosevelt elk reclining elegantly in the sunshine.  Animals that called our country home long before we built our farms, towns, cities, and strip malls here.

mountain goat
Mountain goat at Trek.

Northwest Trek is a unique 725-acre wildlife park located between Tacoma, Wash. and Mount Rainier National Park—one of the few zoological facilities in this country that displays only regional wildlife.  It’s shocking, I know, but you won’t find a single African elephant or lion, tiger or monkey within its boundaries. 

The park was founded by David and Connie Hellyer, who purchased the first 100 fire-blackened acres back in 1937 and later envisioned a place where people could learn about native wildlife in a natural setting. 

Trumpeter swan and bighorn sheep
Trumpeter swan chasing bighorn sheep at
Trek.

Today, the Hellyers’ dream is a wild and beautiful reality: Visitors to Northwest Trek find a forested sanctuary where otters, eagles, porcupine, cougars, wolves, grizzly bears, and other animals live in large, natural exhibits.  Out in the 500+ acre free roaming area, the humans occupy cages—propane-powered trams—as they safari through meadows, woods, and wetlands to watch freely-wandering moose, bison, deer, mountain goat, elk and more.

Seeing these animals in this near-wild setting captivates me just as much as it did when I worked a 7-year stint here as a keeper sixteen years ago. 

Back then, I knew each day would be different and exciting, thanks to the animals’ fascinating and often unpredictable behaviors (sound familiar?).  Sure enough, as our tram creeps along, a graceful white trumpeter swan stops plucking grass to rush, hissing, at the bighorn sheep (probably in defense of its nest and setting mate in a nearby pond). 

To everybody’s surprise—including mine, the tough-looking rams scatter and bolt. 

Some things never change.

~  Cherie 

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Urban Farming

Wooden Spoons

Wooden spoons

Photo by Judith Hausman

My preferred kitchen tools: wooden spoons.

I suppose every trade has its tools and every person in the trade has a favorite tool. For essential versatility and usefulness, one of my own favorites is metal tongs with flat edges, perfect to turn over searing meats, lift poultry or nudge poaching fruit. But really the tools I’m most attached to are my wooden spoons and spatulas.

Of course, they work—let’s start with that. They don’t get hot when you stir soup, they don’t taste metallic when you try out the sauce, they don’t mess up a no-stick surface and they are strong and comfortable for stirring thick mixtures. Still, that’s just half the story for me.

My wooden tools feel good. The oil of cooking has darkened the olive wood ones nicely. The crooked handle of the handcarved one fits my hand. The broad spoon cools a taste quickly, and the more delicate boxwood spoon and fork turn a salad gently. The thin edge of the variegated pusher gets right under pancakes to flip them and the small bamboo spreader somehow scoops the right amount of soft cheese for a cracker. It’s just plain a pleasure to use them.

Wooden spoons

Photo by Judith Hausman

My collection of favorite wooden spoons

Since I discovered the enjoyment of these tools, I look for them. I have two cherry wood pie servers made by Jonathan’s because I found an extra one at a tag sale. I’d eat pie served with plastic spoons, but lifting a wedge with this server is so dramatic.

Another Pennsylvania wooden toolmaker made my smooth-grained soup ladle. The boxwood spoon and fork are handmade, but I found them in a regular hardware store on the coast of Spain. Despite my poor Spanish, the shopkeeper steered me right to them. I bought a smaller pair for condiments as well.

Another set of rosewood salad spoons came home from the markets of southern India while a deep-bowled, pale one came from a hobbyist carver in Maine. The olive wood collection was a gift from the south of France. The story of finding the tools, overlayered with the imprint of the many dishes I have prepared with them, adds to the romance of using them.

It seems somehow right to stir lovingly raised food with handmade tools of grown material. My wooden tools honor the season’s and the region’s bounty deeply. I suppose your grandma’s old metal spoon with the red handle or your mom’s eggbeater even (not my mom’s—she can’t cook at all) could make you feel this way, too, like a part of history. But even the brightest, cutest plastic instrument couldn’t mean much to me. I want to feel both the wood and the hand of the maker as I cook.

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