Last Thursday morning my husband said "Seven days of work left!" Naturally I replied with a gaping mouth and a "You mean next week?!…" Saturday night my husband said to me "This is the last Sabbath we will have alone here." So it is. For so long this move across country and start to our…
This article was originally published in September of 2010. I am pretty much in a food preservation tizzy from now until Thanksgiving. You may start to get bored with my never-ending rambling about fermenting, canning, and drying. Come winter I should have more time on my hands to write some more useful real health articles…
I have conversations over and over again in my head. I’ve done that for as long as I can remember, trying to think of what I should have said or what I should say if the moment arises. Lately these conversations all come back to our leap to an agrarian way of life, this move…
It was a cool evening, welcome after summer seemed to make its last 95 degree cry. We arrived home from a long weekend of visiting loved ones and eating a few more treats than we were used to. With the cool 60 degree breeze the mosquitoes finally took a break from feasting on us as…
