Around here, autumn is heralded with the making of hard cider. The apples are pressed. The top secret ingredients are mixed in with the apple juice. Then, barrels upon barrels of cider are buried in the ground to work their magic over a year or more. If you are a hard cider master brewer, the…
The “entertainment reporter” was carrying on and on about a certain actress who’s done this and that and more of this and that and how she’s “hit her stride” with her current project. So, as I stood in the shower this morning, fishing my daughter’s long hair out of the drain, I got to thinking…
Finding extraordinary magic in ordinary days only takes a walk in the woods.
The wild apples trees on the farm are flush with fruit. The old timer up the road says that’s a bad sign – lots of apples means a long, harsh winter. He also says women shouldn’t be allowed to drive and that moonshine will cure the flu. But I digress… This jam is autumn at…
“Is it hot in here or is it just me?” I ask my daughter, hoping she’s going to tell me that it is, in fact, NOT me and it is actually 279 degrees in the house. “Nooooo, it’s YOU!” she whines back, without ever looking up from her phone to make sure that I’m not…
I am happy among the cows… In the fields surrounded by the old stone walls… Listening to the calves beller for their mothers… Looking over the mountaintops… Watching the cows silently graze their way across the pasture. Our farm is my happy place.
My husband’s grandmother used to make “roast-a-beef” every Sunday. She would boil the roast with some salt and pepper. The result was a grey, tough lump of meat that needed to be cut with a chainsaw. Never in my life did I ever hear of someone boiling meat! She also ate raw onion sandwiches and…
Ugh. It’s been one of those days. I awoke at 4am to an overpowering smell of skunk. “NO, no, no, no, nah no!” my brain was screaming. “Too late,” my nose was saying. Now, if you’ve never smelled skunk close up, than you’re lucky. It smells nothing like the skunk smell you are used to when…
I have decided to embrace my age. Gray hairs – check Sagging boobs – double check Menopause – hell, yeah! Reading glasses – yup Cellulite – bring it on, baby A chin hair… C.h.i.n. H.a.i.r CHIN HAIR?????? Errrrrrrrrrrr…. boom! My grandmother had chin hair. This discovery is worse than the time I got jumper…
I am a very private person. Very few people know about my trials and tribulations. That’s just me – I play my cards close to the vest. Until now… I will let you in on a struggle that has consumed me for five years and changed my body and my life. I have the unfortunate…
Garlic is one of those “plant it and forget about it” crops. Although garlic can be planted in the spring, fall is the best time for planting. It gives the cloves a chance to establish a good root system which helps produce bigger bulbs. In my area, I plant my garlic after the first hard…
The Farmers in the Dell 