Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Shake Rattle and Roll

When I was growing up in the 1950s, I would often hear a phrase from my Dad:  "Shake Rattle and Roll".  It was usually reserved for those days when an unusually very full slate awaited us, like driving to California or something like that.  Most likely I was in dream land and he was all fired up for the day.  You could almost see the sparks moving under his feet.  "Time was wastin'."

If my Dad was around today, he probably would say that on this morning.  We are likely going to have 2 cane stripping crews working today:  one at Hollis' and one here on Butterfly Hill  Farm.  We'll know how many as the crews begin arriving about 9 just as the dew is off.

I wonder if the Cane knows such doin's are fixin' for the day ahead.  They may be shakin', rattlin', and rollin' too just thinking about it. 

Richard has made 6 cane stripping knives.  One is from oak (which seems heavy) and the remainder are from cedar.  Please note the handles are covered in tape. 

The plan goes that we will be making our first batch of molasses this weekend.  Considering it has been a drought year and even it it hasn't:

Praises be. 

Here we go.

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