Bubba and the Girls

  I might not be on a farm anymore but the chickens give this place a good homestead feel.  Yoga, Hindi, Eloise, Buttercup, Owlette, Chichi, and Bubba are loving their large fenced area with trees and their little adobe house.  Their antics are always fun to watch. They are really easy to keep.  Their food…

Wild Gardening and Dahlias

  I love it here.  There is nothing quite like one’s own home.  We took our houses for granted before our seven years of renting, living with friends, and apartment living.  We are now home. I am less concerned about production and more about enjoyment in my wild garden.  I planted dahlias.  I have never had…

A Note to Young Parents from Grammie

The little boy began to holler, “I don’t want a spanking!”  I stood in line watching.  The mother’s cart was full and she was getting frustrated.  He repeated the mantra desperately as his stoic father took the three year old by the hand and led him to the bathroom.  I held my breath until his…

Daring to Live-part 2 (time is now and becoming a yogi)

Well, you know me, ever trying to become a hermit in my little abode on the corner in the city behind high trees and corn stalks while dreaming of great adventures.  I ventured out to my first cooking class and it was indeed fun.  I talked a little, drank some wine, critiqued all the food to…

The Little Cat that Could

Three weeks ago today I got a friend’s message and headed to the feed mill armed with formula, bottles, and Pedialyte.  They were not even a day old.  Found in the basement of an ancient building, half frozen, their feral mother vanished.  I became the mama. Every two hours through the night I fed them…

The Colorful Home Makeover

  Home.  What you surround yourself with directly effects how you feel, how you work, how you dream.  I have a great love of decorating and an active imagination so I can see what rooms will look like with certain colors and textures and a simple rearrangement of furniture. When I first moved in to our lovely abode…

The $29 Kitchen Redo (oh, how I love paint!)

When I first moved in I told y’all that I loved the color of the kitchen and didn’t even need to change it!  Well, after cooking and eating in a north facing kitchen, perhaps a lighter color would be better.  It didn’t emanate the feeling that I wanted, either.  You know, a country kitchen somewhere in New Mexico, let’s…

Wild Canning and Red Chili

  Sure, just going to the store and buying cheap cans of vegetables is easy but there is just something about canning that is so satisfying.  From choosing what you are going to preserve, to preparing it, to hearing that lovely lid popping sound, to opening up a jar in the winter to find yourself…

The Messengers (The Great Eagle Dance)

Do you remember when I wrote to you about the dozens of black hawks (that still don’t seem to exist according to bird books) that followed us up a hiking trail, swooped in front of our window, and circled our house en masse?  They all gathered up into a swarm and flew north in a dramatic…

Lughnasadh- The First Harvest Festival

  Y’all know I love a good celebration.  Especially when it comes to celebrating this beautiful Earth’s bounty.  Lughnasadh was the original county fair.  In the old agricultural calendar it was a celebration for the community to share bread, beer, life, and the first harvests.  Today is a great time to bake a loaf of bread for your loved…

Daring to Live (part 1-Become a Gourmet Chef)

I sometimes wonder if Emily Dickinson had the right idea.  Lock yourself away from the world in your house and write.  One can write about spiders without overthinking it.  What Miss Dickinson taught us is that intuitive, highly sensitive, intelligent women suffer from anxiety.  It’s built in.  I have been overthinking everything since I was six years…

Day Old Kittens (and a mother’s instinct)

  He is pressed against my bosom and holds onto life with tiny claws on my skin.  My maternal instincts rush over me and I hold onto hope that he will live. His sister, also two days old, is vigorous wanting constant droppers of formula and despite being deaf and blind, would like to traipse around…