Another Indian Summer Day

Today is warming up into the 60s, like yesterday, but yesterday I was cowering in the pit of the second round of this darned cold. Today I feel much better. I’m baking a second bread from the dough I made earlier,  opening all the windows to air out the house, doing loads of laundry and …

Drying Herbs and Saving Seeds

I dried a large mint plant (catnip) in my kitchen, hanging it upside down from the ceiling with a plate underneath for the dropping seeds. The leaves go into a ball jar for tea, the flowers go into a little muslin bag for potpourri, and the seeds into an envelope in my seed storage box. …

I Made Bread in 2 x 5 Minutes, No Kneading!

I love cooking but I’m intimidated by baking (don’t know why). But we are  desperate for some good, organic bread that doesn’t cost $5 and that is right at hand in the kitchen and pantry. So when I read this Master Recipe for a boule from Artisan Bread in Five Minutes a Day by Jeff …

Independence Days – Week 11

Independence Days goes on and on and, round and round. Not much to report this week: caught a bug and though it’s not getting worse, it’s not much getting better either, so I’m on a low fire here. Plant. Nothing. The mung bean sprouting didn’t go too well: I must be doing something wrong. Harvest. …

Independence Days, Week 9

Nothing much of anything happened this week: I’m a bit out of whack with DH gone, and I’ve also started working on the novel again (again!), while it snows. We had our first frost and our first snow, and the garden is in full Winter mode now. Plant. Planted pak choi. That will be it …

Grandmothers’ Quilts

I am very fortunate to have handmade items in my home. Many of them are Amie’s, of course, most of which I’ve already shown here. There are also  those made by strangers and mostly presented to us as gifts, a lot from India. The ones I want to show you here are two quilts made …

The Ever-Recurring Year

I was talking with a friend today and she mentioned my picture a while back of my canning pantry. She said she certainly understands the feeling of growing, harvesting, putting up and getting the firewood ready from her reading of the Little House on the Prairie books – which I admitted I have never read …