Wednesdays are one of the two days each week on which I trek into Richmond to return to my old world of ballet. My classes begin at 1:30 and end at 6:30, so if I am lucky (and expedient) I am back in the car and on the road home by 6:45. The drive is… Continue reading Glow little glow-worm
I love granola. That wonderful combination of oats, nuts, seeds, dried fruit, sweetened and baked- I have never met a granola I didn’t like. Years ago, living in Florida, we learned to make our own. It is not hard at all- you just measure the ingredients, mix them up and put on a cookie tray.… Continue reading Solar Granola!
My life has come full circle, lately. I started teaching ballet this week at Richmond Ballet- one of the schools I trained at as a young girl. Twice a week my parents would drive me into ballet class…a fifty-five minute trek through the rural countryside…and here I am, making a very similar trek twice a… Continue reading An off the farm interlude
There it was, in a bowl of salt water on the table. Something I never thought I would have to cook, and as luck would have it, it was my turn to be in the kitchen. The catch of the day was a rabbit. It had already been cleaned and skinned, so don’t picture Peter… Continue reading Rabbit season
Four years ago the most beautiful ray of sunshine burst into my world and changed me into a mother. I never thought parenthood would be so utterly fulfilling, but now, four years into the journey, I wonder how I could have doubted this. So we celebrated my first son’s young life about a week ago. This was… Continue reading Happy Birthday Sunnelin!
Today began clear and a bit cooler than the past few weeks. You know it has been hot when eighty-five degrees feels like a cold front. There was a light breeze and the air lacked the sticky quality we have been swimming through lately. Not a bad day for early August. August is the beginning… Continue reading Another day on the farm
Farm life starts early, and we are not early risers. We have been trying to arrive at the farm each morning by 9am, but if we make it by 10 am we are doing well. Once there, we catch up with whatever work has commenced- in my case, I am usually hanging around the kitchen. Olan… Continue reading It’s not rocket science….but it is a rocket stove.