The end of summer. ‘Twas yesterday eve that I felt the shift. The night temperatures would fall much too cold for summer crops. I gathered my long shawl- orange and reds to match the changing leaves- across my hair and … Continue reading The End of Summer
We were back at my beautiful great aunt Donna’s house gathering sunchokes. I wrote about these gems last fall. Their other name is Jerusalem artichokes. I write to you seasonally so the last thing that was available and the first thing … Continue reading Sunchokes (food security,beauty, and preservation tips)
I dreamt it was there. I dreamt that there were vegetables growing at our old house in Kiowa. I woke up thinking that was preposterous because our weather hasn’t allowed anyone to have vegetables yet! We decided to go have a look anyway yesterday while driving though. The house wears a large foreclosure notice on it. The landlords wanted us to buy the place or move so they could but that must not have worked out and so the old farm in town on two-thirds of an acre sits with three foot high grass and hidden treasures. I figured the … Continue reading Found Vegetables (dreams, hidden gardens)
It was the first really warm day yesterday. Beautiful. The birds sang and the sun shone truly bright and comforting as I found my way through the foot high brush in the marsh. Water snaked its way through patches as the large, old willow tree, in all its knowledge of history past hundred years or so, drank steadily and protected the greenery beneath. Plantain has sprung up. Used to heal wounds and also as food, it is a welcome sight. Dandelions grow tall and bush-like, tantalizing me with its toothed leaves and delicious flavors highlighted by the sunny yellow flowers. … Continue reading Harvesting From the Marsh (or one’s back yard)
Aunt Donna invited us over to pick up firewood and to pick apples. She could have invited a hundred people over for apples. Her tree was so heavy laden with gloriously delicious apples that I rather fear a good many … Continue reading The Apple Harvest (and the sweetness of family)
I have alternated playing American Indian and pioneer since I was a child. I suppose I am still playing. I have rows of the best corn I have ever grown. Anyway, they look pretty. We have had some issues with … Continue reading The Great Corn Experiment
