November Mustard and Cheese Wraps

The horrible, hot humid weather lasted so long this year. Still, it was startling to see how quickly Autumn took over, greying the skies and laying the tall grasses of summer flat against the ground overnight.  The bright early fall wildflowers are replaced by pale late blooming ones, and the honeysuckle vines are empty and…

The House of The Garden

I’m so lucky that I have such a big, sunny garden, but I’ve also come to realize that not being limited by space can be more difficult than having to squeeze things into a small area.  Ethan called my garden plan this season “masochistic” after he offered to help and i told him what my goals were for the day. 

Sumac Lemonade

Early yesterday morning I heard the cold winds of a front rustling the branches of the naked cherry trees and making acorns rattle down on the roof from the oaks that grow all around and over us.  I lay awake for a while, listening to the strange thumps and rumbling of paws outside. From far…

The Best Pumpkin Dish Ever

It’s amazing what comes from one tiny seed, one small spark of life given at the end of the season, a hope for the next one, waiting in darkness until the light and rain call forth the potential.  And the patience of those seeds that wait for years, maybe centuries, for that moment to unfurl. …

Cheese, Chicken, and Spinach Pie

Every day for so many days I have been finishing my work of milking and chores as soon as possible and rushing into town for various reasons.  It is such an intense world out there in those places of asphalt deserts baking off heat and trampled every minute by the mad monster of traffic, where…

 Birthdays

This past week was full of rushing here and there and the birthday celebrations of my oldest – now 14, and my youngest – now 6.  We made homemade corn dogs (hotdogs dipped in corn bread batter and fried in home-rendered lard.  There were a few presents wrapped in paper feed bags and tied with…

A Change Of Season

Winds of change have been blowing white cottony clouds low across the blue sky all week.  Hurricanes are brewing in the ocean far away. The old hens are looking molty and tattered, and one by one the huge orb weaver spiders that wove golden webs around the kitchen eaves are disappearing.    In the dry afternoons…

The Freezer of Darkness: “The Horror, the Horror”

The awful truth is that behind pretty blog pictures, homesteading isn’t all just flowers blooming…. Or new twin babies…. Or fresh-from-the-garden veggies….  Or misty mornings…. Sometimes it will be all those things for a while. And then suddenly something happens to shake you away from blissfully kneading home made freshly ground sourdough bread or tying…

Wild Muscadine Meringue Pie

Suddenly everything seems to have changed.  New flowers are blooming bright yellow in the weedy ways, Bidens and Sida, partridge pea and golden rod.   Ripe poke and beauty berries bend the slender branches waiting for the birds.   The golden and gossamer webs of the orb weavers stretch high up between the trees, and the weavers…

Sick

Everything has been taken up this week by sickness, sore throats and snot. With Ethan out of town, and my teenager off at middle school instead of homeschooling (I tried to talk him out of it), it has been a fevered blur of sipping huge steaming mugs of ginger tea, struggling through dew-soaked grass hauling…

Spinach Pesto Pizza

Last week was all rain, and all kinds of rain. There was the gray, dripping rain that blanketed everything in damp and made interesting kinds of mold sprout under the shelves in the kitchen from the ambient humidity.  There was rain that came down in silver sheets, moving towards you like a fog and obscuring…

 The Wild Garden

{Deep breath……} Right now, this is the gate to my garden, the division between what is (sometimes) cultivated, and the completely untended. It is the barrier that protects my beloved plants, mostly from the bad goats.  The pumpkin vines have curled and wound their way through, pouring into the outside.  And actually, because of this…