Eastern Lubber Grasshopper.

/ Jacobhouse / By

6/27/2020

(Above: An Eastern Lubber Grasshopper. If handled gently, they are quite harmless. When alarmed, they spray sticky, stinky, and burny ‘goop’ out of their ample hind-side.)

Active Summary: This morning began with calisthenics, writing, and a beef pasture check with Padre. Following this daily regimen was a mishmash of activities both in and out of Jacobhouse. I began by baking a loaf of bread and writing throughout the cooking duration. Afterward, I ventured back outdoors where I helped IV an ailing calf that Padre and I had found during the early morning ride. On returning to my residence once again, I wrote for about 50 more minutes, processed* / wrapped the smoked beef tongue from yesterday, took some leisure time (online game), and then delivered the fresh bread an smoked tongue to John (a fellow who, along with his wife, has bought literal tons of compost over the past couple years). To conclude the morning activities, I continued with some leisure time while cooking a couple baked potatoes. Lunch consisted of leftover smoked short-ribs, the aforementioned potatoes, a garden fresh salad, and some Mercedes melon.

Picture #4 is a smoked beef tongue – a warning for those who do not want to see the unique morsel.

  • Last night’s dinner: Short-rib basted with BBQ and rested atop a bed of arugula and spring mix.
  • Freshly baked bread (made with a small portion of Doug, the sourdough starter).
  • I allowed the lubber to crawl onto my hand, and next thing I knew, it had scaled my arm and onto my back. Fortunately, Madre was able to get it off before it could clamber atop my head.
  • Beef tongue. Not particularly appetizing in appearance yet bearing the excellent flavor of smoked mulberry wood. When smoked, it no longer possesses the odd texture of organ meat.

(6:13 PM Update:) This afternoon began with a little more leisure time and proceeded to the outdoors where I tended to a couple Master Blend customers and helped with a number of cattle-related activities, including: salting feed, catching a couple cows for embryo transfer, capturing a couple calves for treatments, IV’ing the same calf as we did this morning, and performing a beef pasture check. Now that I am back in Jacobhouse, I am finishing up today’s entry.

  • Old Yellow Cow (that’s what we call her) standing with her day-old calf beneath the hazy dust-and-cloud-filled sky.
  • Cat’s claw creeper – a pretty albeit invasive vine growing in the the trees bordering the beef pasture.
  • Padre hanging up his triangular sail shade.

Final Note: Dinner tonight may consist of Aneta’s Zurek soup, salad, and some reheated bread. There will also be watermelon, of course.

*Peeling would be a better word.