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…

 Sweet and Simple Blueberry Cobbler

This is the height of the grass season, when milking and making cheese and yogurt and kefir and butter fill up my days.  Every day I skim the yellow cream from four gallons of milk, and churn three-quarters of a gallon of cream into golden butter.  Every day after milking, the cows, sleek with their…

Walmart Dream Bread

I had been traveling through several different worlds, though somehow this did not seem surprising at all, when i found myself suddenly in Walmart. It was one of the dingy aisles in the back of the store, overstuffed with the same crappy merchandise over and over to give the illusion of abundance and consumer choice. …

Saving Seeds: A Guest Post by Melissa Desa

There are many things I’ve come to learn in my short, yet full life, that are better done with others. Canning, fermenting vegetables, shelling peas, winnowing seeds, to name a few. Not only do they get done more quickly, but they are immensely more enjoyable. The work becomes more meaningful with the human connections you…

The Game

The chickens and i have this little game. Our kitchen is essentially a screened outdoor space, and it is pleasant in hot weather to leave the doors open for ventilation, especially when the stove is going.    And this is when the chickens see how unobtrusively they can tiptoe into the kitchen and gobble cat…

Black Cherry Clafoutis: A Native Florida Custard Cake

I am always unprepared for the intensity of this season, ruled by the sun and violent storms. The heat feels suffocating and damp, and when the wind blows, it is a hot wind. Every day the shining white clouds build up into flickering, violet storms piled high in the hazy sky, and where they break…

June Yarn Along

I haven’t worked on any knitting since the tragic Honeybee Sweater for Rose (I figured it out at last, and she loves it…she had better!). After all that, I needed a break, but I’m so happy to be knitting again.  This knitting is not for myself.  If you can picture it, still at the unformed stage that…

Life in the Garden

This time of the year my hands are always stained with blood… green blood.  In the winter the killing frost is my enemy. Now it’s the bugs, thousands of them.  Hungry, uninvited guests, they riddle the cucumbers and innocent squash full of holes. The army worms are the worst. Like an army they descend, eating…

Garden Magic

We had the most wonderful surprise out of the garden yesterday. I’ve had many things this week that kept me away from the weeding and planting that really must be done soon… There are sad marigold starts, leggy sunflowers, and slow-to-start peppers left to be put somewhere. And the constant rain that has been drizzling…

Early Summer Garden Pizza

Someone brought a fellow gardener, introduced to us as a Master Gardener, out to see our garden, thinking that since we both are absorbed in the cultivation of earth we should get along great. Unfortunately he sneered at my companion-planted garden rows and the huge number of tomato plants I’m growing – one row to…

Bread, From Seed

“Our bread doesn’t shine like that,” said Cordelia. “That is the pity of it,” said the peasant woman.  “What makes yours shine?” asked Cordelia. “The sun in the wheat,” said the peasant woman.  -The Shining Loaf by Isabel Wyatt In January this year I planted four kinds of hulless barley, the kind that is easiest…