Walkenhorst Family

Walkenhorst Family

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Making Butter

I took my family to a pioneer festival last weekend and we had a LOT of fun. They had dyeing, spinning, weaving, butter churning, candle making, soap making, etc. It was really cool! We spent a lot of time at the butter churning table, each taking a turn with the churn, and watching the process of cream turning to butter. I'm no chemist and I don't understand the process, but it was really cool to watch. They used the churn pictured below from Lehman's. I do NOT get a commission - I'm just showing you the toy.


It took a good 20-30 minutes, but when it was done, we tried the butter with crackers and it was really good! It was the sweetest butter I've ever tasted and I know it was all natural because I watched it being made from fresh cream. Very cool!
The kids got to make their own candles and they thought that was pretty cool. I remember doing that lots of times, but it has been years and it was fun to see it again. We didn't actually get to make soap, but we learned how it's made and we "donated" $5 to get a bar of homemade soap. I didn't know how soap was made, but apparently it's composed of the salts from animal or vegetable fat. Some sort of alkali solution (usually lye) is used to break down the fat. Well, it turns out one way to make lye is to run water through wood ash and lye is found in the runoff. So in a weird indirect way, ash has been used for many years to clean things. I always thought ash was dirty ...

The guy at the booth told us a legend of an ancient Roman city where the women (yes, women - I'm not sexist, just historically realistic) would wash their clothes in the river near a temple where animal sacrifices were done. They noticed over time that a certain part of the river would produce suds as they washed and get their clothes cleaner. The story claims that they discovered lye and soap because of this circumstance - the products were created as the rain would wash away the remains of the animal sacrifices, mingling the animal fat with the lye from the wood ash. I looked it up later and it looks like it's unlikely to be a true story, but it's kind of interesting. It made me think of a prophecy by Ezekiel that a river would flow from the temple in Jersualem and heal the Dead Sea. Ok, that's probably a stretch, but it's where my mind went. I don't claim that my thought processes are always logical.

It was a fun story and a really fun day at the festival. Now go buy that butter churn and tell me what you think.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Tile in the Garage

We've been looking for houses recently and we found one that was a little weird. No offense to whoever did this, but have you ever seen anything like this before?


What's the point of a tile floor in a garage? I'd be afraid to crack the tile by driving my car on it. Maybe they decided to make living space out of their garage, but ... that just seems so weird!

Busy Times

I enjoy working on this blog, but I haven't had much time lately. I knew this would be a busy time, but I couldn't do much about it. In the last several months, I have been teaching a college course, working long hours on other projects, dealing with a broken leg, and getting a house ready to sell. Ok, Emily has done most of the work on the house, but I've put in a good number of hours too. We listed our house recently and now are keeping busy searching for a new house, trying to figure out neighborhoods, schools, churches, commutes, etc. This isn't the busiest I've ever been, but it reminds me of some of those busy periods in my life and makes me grateful for the times when life slows down and I have more time to enjoy my family and other little pleasures.


A few years ago, we bought this house about two weeks before a new semester started. Dealing with a relatively new job, a demanding college course that I shouldn't have taken even in good times, a new commute that I had underestimated, and a very pregnant wife with two small children ... was more than I thought I could handle at times. And it probably was, but thankfully God helps me grow during those demanding times and I find myself able to handle things I never thought I could. The worst (and best) part of that time was the delivery of a baby a couple weeks before the final. We felt good about moving to a new house, but there were times I questioned my sanity on the timing of some of my choices.

I've enjoyed the last few months a lot, but I look forward to the end of the semester and the chance to have life come back to normal ... just a little bit. And if things go well, we'll speed life up again when we pack up and move to a new house. I don't want things to get too boring.