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On Wednesday my little great-nephew came over. I babysit him regularly, and today we went out to the vegetable garden. He had fun helping out, so maybe next year we will have to get him his own little patch to … Continue reading
Lee and I just returned from almost three weeks on the east coast. We had a few blog entries which auto-posted while we were gone, but it was harder to keep up with comments. Sorry if it seemed like we … Continue reading
We ran out of dry wood but the weather is still having cold days where it spits snow. None of it ever stays around, but it makes the house cold. Firewood can be hard to find this late in the … Continue reading
Blogs share an incomplete portrait of the authors’ lives. Projects are often planned and completed in rapid succession, with no account of the intervening drudgery of late nights and setbacks. Posts may discuss everything from plasterwork to pasture management, while … Continue reading
Only in Oregon do you find straight grain old growth wood sold as firewood. We had some wood delivered last week and Lee was surprised at the quality. The guy who sold it salvages beams from old mills and schools … Continue reading
At the first sign of cold weather, I dig out my wool hat and wear it everywhere. When the olive oil freezes on the kitchen counter, it’s time to stoke up the woodstove. As a placebo, we brought home a … Continue reading
I got stung by a yellow jacket on my leg while I was mowing today. I thought it was inside my pants and I was about a hair’s breadth away from tearing them off and running willy-nilly in my underpants … Continue reading
I picked up the book The Kitchen Gardener’s Handbook at the Borders going out of businesses sale about a month ago. It’s kind of an odd mix of potager garden layouts (which I find interesting) and vegetable profiles (which I … Continue reading
Three riotous lush summer gardens, and winters of shivering at night, Three springtime’s first flushes of flowering, and setting fall woodstoves alight. Three years of successes and losses, of planning and strides and delay, But from three hundred meters the … Continue reading