It's the last day of March. The snow has really started to melt recently. The entire driveway is snow and ice free. The goat pen gate swings freely in both directions. The septic tank advertises its location by revealing a perfectly shaped, snow-free rectangle in the middle of the lawn. The sun is up when… Continue reading Do you see what I see?
I can hear you wondering to yourselves, "A few months back she mentioned all that milking and plans for cheese making, but she's written precious little here about the milk and the cheese lately. What gives?" Not to worry. We are inundated with milk and have been making things with it all winter. And soon… Continue reading Homemade yogurt
Spring is here! I don't care if it snows tomorrow (and the weather report says there's a 90% chance that it will); I won't have to shovel the paths and the gates and the doors. Oh joy! I won't have to scrape the car windows. I may even pass by the outdoor thermometer without throwing… Continue reading The dark days are over
I don't normally do this sort of thng, but today I'm stepping out of my self-centered little blogging world for just a moment. Japan's on my my mind. Japan, and New Zealand, and Libya, and Pakistan, and the West Bank, and New Orleans, and the family down the street who recently lost their animals in… Continue reading What happens there matters here
H had a plan. It involved two friends, a Saturday night, junk food, and a room decked out with a blue lightbulb, a disco ball, and various other light-up gizmos. After missing several parties and other events because of colds and bad weather over the last month, she intended to host a sleepover. Her friends… Continue reading Just as she imagined
Note the date of recital -- and the date of this post. I don't think I have ever managed to record a video and upload it within 24 hours. Ever. What is happening to me?! Next thing you know, I'll catch up on all those Bread Baker's Apprentice posts. But enough of that. Here's Hyla,… Continue reading Recital ~ March 11, 2011
I'm home alone today, with no work to do, my piles of papers filed, the tax packet ready to send off, my office more or less cleaned, and nothing I must do. The weather outside is a bit nasty, with what they like to call "wintry mix" falling. The term wintry mix might sound to… Continue reading Wintry mix