So I have been paying more attention to the other blog. In truth, right now, writing about my cooking-crafty-runningness is trumped by a newly walking nearly-one-year-old. But the other stuff
When I make the decision to not do a step in an already-established process, it usually gets me in trouble. Like not pressing my hems before sewing or estimating on
When I make the decision to not do a step in an already-established process, it usually gets me in trouble. Like not pressing my hems before sewing or estimating on
We had our first frost last Wednesday and, of course, I wasn’t prepared even though I knew it was coming and every gardener in western Montana was saying up late
I prefer the quiet, lazy Tuesday evening farmer’s market to Saturday morning. The is partially true due to my man despising the market all together not because of what one
I prefer the quiet, lazy Tuesday evening farmer’s market to Saturday morning. The is partially true due to my man despising the market all together not because of what one
My friend Connie gave me two generous bags of plums. Last year was the first year I made plum butter and it was complete perfection. I didn’t even have to
My friend Connie gave me two generous bags of plums. Last year was the first year I made plum butter and it was complete perfection. I didn’t even have to
Get your mind out of the gutter. I am talking about tomatoes. I picked them all last Sunday, the day after the first frost. They were just barely OK. The
My friends, Bobbie and Shirley from down the Bitterroot, gave me bags of perfect, delectable Macintosh apples. Turns out this year was a great apple year. Today I made pureed
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