HAPPY 2013! We toasted with prosecco in the dainty vintage champagne glasses I’ve always wanted and received as a gift from my mom (the queen of gift-giving). Some New Year…
I’ve been making cookies every day for the past week with a rigor normally reserved for desperate acts and imperative tasks, as if escaping reality or offering this activity to…
December has been filled with both utter joy and intense sadness: in Connecticut and here at home, family members gravely sick, a beloved cat dying, and now, the news just…
We gather. On a sunny frosty day in November Chris and I set up tables in the back yard and a long string of Christmas lights on the ground which…
I’ve been happily reading this book all week, written by a woman several years younger than myself but before I learned that, I felt its advice grandmotherly and homey; wise…
When I began this blog two months ago, I wanted to share my efforts to grow and cook nutrient dense food, but I also wanted to haul myself out of…
I get a little teary when I vote, swelled with civic pride, remembering the women who fought for the right to cast mine and proud to play my part in…
These are some additional favorite pieces on Old Frog Pond Farm’s annual sculpture walk; ones commenting on their relationship with the landscape, or in the case of Catherine Evan’s Thistles,…
Two weeks ago I visited Linda Hoffman’s Harvard MA based sanctuary of farmland, orchards and sculpture. We met eight years ago in a yoga class and I learned then that…
Today was a rather perfect day spent in the kitchen with Chris, both of us working on some recipes (me, gluten free almond cookies adapted from the Sprouted Kitchen cookbook…
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