Bad neighbor, good neighbor.


The neighbors’ recently-“moved” trees, owing to a wind storm, have fallen onto our fence. Even popped a few staples where the panels attach to the posts. Some additional repair may be required, but probably not today.

The meal shown was enhanced by the good neighbor who thoughtfully provided us two large, sweet parsnips, which look more like potatoes in the picture. We peeled and cut them up, then placed them in the roasting pan with a chicken marinated overnight in a balsamic vinagarette. The chicken was de-lish and the parsnips roasted out golden brown, tender and sweet. Did someone say seconds?

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2 thoughts on “Bad neighbor, good neighbor.”

  1. Been checking out Seven Trees for a while now, and I’m amazed at how CLEAN everything looks. Usually, pics of a farm-type place include mud, broken-down pick-up trucks, etc.Enjoying your blog, BTW. You know me online as Anita. I’m doin’ the whole gardening thing, too, this year (on a much smaller scale). Check us out sometime at Whoknew. Be happy to leave a link there to your place here if you’d like. Let me know.

  2. LMAO!!The mud issue comes up every time we go visit someone else’s farm. We keep wondering what we’re doing wrong, since our place is fairly non-trampled. Part of what we’re trying to do is keep livestock, but closer to pet-quality housing than just plain old farm animals. Sometimes it’s quite a shock to go check out livestock somewhere andsee (and smell) how they live. One nice thing about keeping the headcount low is that we can clean up better and not let them overwhelm their pasture. Hopefully.

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