One Pot-Dreaming of Spring-Lemon Cake

There is something quite satisfying about sitting down with a cup of espresso or tea and a small piece of cake.  Especially if said cake isn’t that bad for you!  I don’t know anyone in love with rich, thick cakes and their complementing towering corn syrup frosting from the grocery store.  I also feel a…

Wintertide

It is about now that I start wanting my house guest to leave. “Winter,” I say, “Old Chap, is there anywhere else you need to be soon?” He shakes his head through gales of frost. I put on another cup of coffee.  Put another log on the fire. The cold crops go in the ground…

Homestead Gardens and Winter Rest

The first seed catalogue arrived in the mail the other day.  My four year old granddaughter, Maryjane, took a sharpie and circled everything we need to order.  Instead of toys, she circles plants in seed catalogues.  She is one of us. It is impossible, I believe, for a homesteader to not think of the garden…

Gardening the Driveway

I can see from the Google map of the house five years ago that people were parking their cars in this part of the yard.  There is a concern that oil and other chemicals have gotten into the soil.  Antifreeze lettuce doesn’t sound like a good deal.  The house has been empty for six months and I do not…

A Simpler Idea Board

I love this concept from Country Living magazine.  Take a picture or photograph that strikes you, that you love, that inspires you, and build a room (or house) around it.  I have had this picture torn from the back of the same magazine on my fridge for most of last year.  It is so lovely in…

Spring Produce and Lemony Spring Soup

It is easy to find dinner inspiration when it is not the dead of winter!  The garnet orbs caught my eye as I was watering.  One might have thought I had found gold the way I danced over and started pulling those beautiful earthy radishes from their bed.  The first crop.  Lettuce, lamb’s quarters, lemon…

Snowfall

Across shallows and brooks the snow falls driftlessly down laying thickly over pines and rooftops in town. Winter softens into spring but today her cold gaze diligently waters the ground, a frozen blanket lays. A perk for bulbs who will hobble forth quench the thirst of trees and the new growth the bitter cold will not wane Oh,…

Curry Chickpea Sandwiches on the Hiking Trail

This idea was in not one, but two of my favorite magazines last month.  Though I do not particularly care for the squeaky dryness of garbanzo beans out of a can, the idea looked great to me.  Fiber, vegetables, protein, vegetarian, and something new?  So, I took the idea and ran with it.  I ended…

The Trail Back

  Thrilling.  I gave away my bike six years after moving to the country.  Busy highway thoroughfares and dirt roads and small towns with steep hills don’t make for good leisure driving.  This time last year we were checking on pregnant does and watching our chickens taking dust baths on such a  beautiful day as…

Citygirl School

  My long, layered skirts, aprons, and prairie style do not even invoke a second glance in Elizabeth.  The country knows me, as well as its occupants.  In the city, here in Parker, Lord, I am provoking full on gawks and stares!  I feel a bit like a fish out of water. Yet, I sit near the…