It's summer. I don't recall a time when temperatures were 104 degrees in June, when fishing was halted for the season, campfires so cautionary, the creek's water feels like August. Tomatoes reaching to hold garlic's twisted …
hump day nuggets: little bits of the season in photos and (few) words about the last week It's fall. Yes, the equinox was several weeks ago but tonight we will have our first hard freeze with …
Soaking up every last bit of summer with backyard dining. Ashamedly, we don't do this enough. Because often in the evenings, at the wind down from a busy day, food has one job: to feed …
On father's day and summer solstice eve, while Andy was out whooping it up at our pal's bachelor party, I made soup with bug and Alice. And so I call it ahsoup because Margot has …
I am all about the *belt-tightening* phenom on our little homestead. Whether using left-over rice and sausage and some canned beans to make epic soup or cutting up ill-fitting knit shirts to make my kid's …
So yes I am a bread machine slut. And while I have purchased Artisan Bread in Five Minutes a Day recommended by my pal, I have yet to make the incredibly simple, abundantly forgiving and …
Indeed there are at least eleven storms colliding directly over the top of the interstate forcing a nine-hour drive to the coast into a 13-hour endeavor, then one considers the dog and one-year-old bug and …
Long before any of us had kids, I held a monthly soire at my house. Bitch's Night. The premise was simple: ladies, come on over, bring other ladies, have a beverage or two. It was …
To escape the smoke, my man and I devised a plan to drive southeast to the charming town of Philipsburg for a walk, dinner, taffy and a dip in the river for the pooch. It …
