This is the time of year when…I’m sick and tired of pasta, soup and bread…when I’m done with cold weather and warm clothes…when I want to be outside every day (especially by myself during Hayston’s nap)…when I am hopeful about the survival of my garden (both vegetable and the rest of our yard)…and most especially...
Monthly Archives: March 2011
(not so) helpful little hands.
Since John and I started growing our own food, we have been faced with one huge and unavoidable gardening challenge…our son.
The past few years have gone as follows:
Year 1: I was pregnant and extremely ill…the raised beds I asked John to create were made and left empty for an entire year.
Year 2: We had a...
cabin fever.
I love this time of year. As much as I adore huddling up by a fire and watching snow purify everything it touches, there is something about the sporadic warm days of “pre-Spring” that make me giddy. There is so much hope in the early days of spring. So, much inspiration…so many dreams and ideas...