I love these days. The ones where the sun feels a bit lazier than it did for the last few months, all low slung and syrupy, ready for a nap. The kale is taller than …
I seem to remember (I say "seem to" because my memory is sometimes quite imaginative from when my kids were babies) people telling me - as I nursed one daughter, made peanut butter toast for …
hump day nuggets: bits of the season in photos and words At the dinner table last week, Ruby leaned back and the entire top half of the chair crashed to the floor. She - with her …
This last weekend was THE weekend we were to wrestle our kale into jars. We've been tackling the more fragile, tempermental foods leaving the kale in the cold, wet garden where it stood green, tall …
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 …
