Last night, our neighbor did a backbend and attempted to kick over. She asked for help, Margot jumped in - silently, like a back walkover ninja - and was kicked right in the face. Knocked …
You guys. I just can't get the Virgin Harvest piece together for this northern hemisphere growing season. I appreciate your interest and encouragement. I want to do it and I will. I just...can't right now. …
I love it so much when my man gets excited to do home improvements. It's like a spell that sneaks into our home, subtle at first. Andy will begin staring at corners and ceilings, doing …
I managed a little tomato farm years ago. I planted thousands of seeds and saw those babies through to harvest. I spent days under the still sun picking bugs from leaves, smooshing neon orange eggs, …
Meet Rosetta, Sparkle, Cayenne and Tiffany. Our very own gaggle of adolescent birds with stripper names. Margot named Rosetta, Ruby named Sparkle, Andy named Tiffany and I named Cayenne. They are four weeks old now. We've lost six …
Snow clings to the north-facing slopes, rivers rise. The sky cradles the sun longer; dinner time inches toward bedtime inches toward double digits. Birds happy, vocal and thick as popping corn smothered in oil, at …
There's a reason I have not posted in a week. I've been completely dorking out on growing food. Organizing my seeds, planning my plot; standing in my yard, staring at the weedy brown mess and …
There are a few activities in my life I love so much, things I need for my whole self to feel good: gardening, cooking, running and creating. There have been concentrated, more productive periods in …
nuggets: bits of the season in photos and words about the last weekSo these nuggets are perhaps *more* than the last week. But, they are Summer. And, in Summer, time is different. Summerish. Summery. To …
Clouds tumbled across the sky so quickly, a kaleidoscope of color ebbed over the land. I was deep charcoal and shadowless and then brightly lit and squinting and then wet with fat rain drops, all …
We had a big, sunny weekend outside (after many weekends outside) that culminated in Andy exhaling as he fell into the grass, "Holy shit the fence is done." Our fence was a big project that began …
We have lots of DIYing happening around here and, come 9pm (the usual time I blog), I am so popped I fall into bed. This means I have a lot to share! And need another …
