Posted in farm, one local summer, locavore, gardens, eat local on Jun 29th, 2008
It actually went even hotter at one point today, up to about 93, but I didn’t have time to take a photo at that point. I’m not a hot weather girl, but somehow it didn’t bother me as much as usual - it was hot yes, but not “oh my god I’m melting hot”.
Maybe it’s […]
I realized the other day that it’s been a while since I talked chicken. Or at least since the news wasn’t bad. If you didn’t already know better you might think we didn’t have hens!
So last night while I was working in the hen shack I took a bunch of photos of the flock. It […]
There are hard lessons to learn in life and sometimes they come and bite you in the ass right when you think things are going along swimmingly. Today we lost 3 of the chicks - Molly the white banty, a light brahma and a golden laced wyandotte.
Event though our nice next door neighbor had warned […]
This morning I screamed like a little girl. Or maybe shrieked is a better word?
For the record I am not afraid of mice, growing up on the family farm field mice in the grain bin were a fact of life. But somehow being confronted with one this morning while running late and wearing my dress […]
I’m not feeling very interesting or inspired tonight. But as I was sitting in my favorite seat in the house talking to colleagues in Singapore, I thought perhaps you’d like to know what I see?
The seat is the new couch in our living room, it rests just below the front window which looks out across […]
All right, I said that I’d talk about tradeoffs that resulted from our decision to move 15 miles north of where we lived in the city. The most obvious one is driving so we’ll start there.
When we lived in Everett I worked a short 5 miles from home and so driving to work wasn’t a […]
I know I’ve been talking about spring forever, but today was a day that made it feel like we’re skipping straight from early spring to summer. They predicted 85, but I don’t think we quite made it. In a matter of hours it feels like everything has sprung.
The mint in the pot from last year […]
