The Baking Cabinet

“This was in an old farmhouse in upstate New York,” the dealer noted. I thought of one of my old customers, John, who lived on his farm for many, many decades in upstate New York.  I had never met John in person but we became friends through commonality and scribbled word.  He would send a check…

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 Farm at the Fork in the Road

“Follow your heart!” we always hear.  We nod our heads and follow our dreams, plan our course, pursue our greatest ideas.  But, what if you want to follow your heart and it has a fork in the road?  What if following your heart tears your heart a part?  What if following your heart leads you…

Ode to the Town We Do Not Yet Know

We strolled along the lamp lit walk.  The water gently waltzed by.  Boats docked for the season.  Lovers walked hand in hand.  Families with children running around laughed and talked on their evening ventures.  Elders walked their dogs.  ‘Twas a fine autumn evening as we explored the city we do not know.  It reminded us of Venice with…

The New Notebook

The pink leather notebook, fresh and empty of ideas, lay open upon the wooden breakfast table near the wood stove.  Ideas flourished and manifested across the pages.  The intensely planted garden of organic produce, the small dairy, the ducks, the chickens, the sheep, the goats, the bees, the homesteading school, the farmgirl classes, the herbal classes,…

Through Tunnels of Fog to the Light of the Learned

  2015 found our world rewritten and upside down as we tried to make sense of tremendous loss.  2014 was filled with so many animal and friends’ deaths we just couldn’t fathom that the following year more of our animals and everything we owned would follow suit.  Like two lost orphans, our cats, plants, and…

The Simple Life

  A quilt stretched between friends, the needle deftly moving up and down through the fabric, stories being told, and laughter around the hoop.  Hot, sudsy water splashing around wrists as the dishes are being done, looking out through the kitchen window across the pasture while the sun leisurely drops behind the hills.  The cool snap…

Home; a Tale of Before and After

I hit the antique stores along south Broadway when I was twelve.  An old Coca Cola tray was my first purchase.  I would redecorate my room and take pictures.  My love affair with decorating began.  One of the greatest compliments I have ever received was from a young woman visiting our home.  She declared that our house…

Searching For Home

I spent a fair amount of time in trees as a child.  Even now, I cannot resist a good tree limb.  I would speak to the ancient elder as if I had known him a long time. As a child I spent more time with trees and plants and animals then I did people.  I…