Since I was a kid on my grandpa’s ranch, harvest time in the orchards brought a deep, visceral joy and sense of security and well-being to my normally complicated life. Maybe it was passed down because my great-grandparents’ and grandparents’ very livelihoods as young pioneers depended on a successful harvest, or maybe it was later…
Category: Dinnerware
Gluten Free Lemon & Herb Shortbread Cookies
I have been obsessed with herbs this spring. I blame it on a wet, miserable, dark winter that seemed to go on forever in Arizona…So when my first few planters and pots of perennial herbs started perking up in the warm AZ sun, I spent hours outside, brushing up against them, crushing their leaves, and…
Egg-streme Writer’s Block but Egg-cellent Crustless Mini Quiche
Have you ever had a cheesy pun stuck in your head? You know that it would be the most predictable blog title on the planet, so you can’t use it, and yet now that the idea has hatched in your brain, feathers, and fluff coming out of your ears, as the little punny bird bobs…
Health Nut Banana Chocolate Muffins
So after my escapades in pursuit of the perfect Paleo pumpkin harvest bars last week, I decided to go back to the kitchen and come up with something even better and less leafy looking (see pumpkin post about the crazy effects of sun butter) for my sweet, spice-laden cravings for fall baked goods. These dark…
Scrumptious Guilt-Free Pumpkin Spice Harvest Bars
First let me get this disclaimer off my chest, and then you can proceed with/alter this recipe as you choose: *That blustery fall day you decide to hone in on your food blogger skills and develop the BEST.DANG.PUMPKIN.BARS.EVER. ..they are light, fluffy, delicious, and super healthy, so you broadcast the pics and recipe from here…
A night of Fancy Schmancy Tomatoes and Marshmallow Shooter Wars
A couple weeks ago my amazing friend Heather and I were patting each other on the back, tooting our mom horns about how much energy we had when it came to chasing our boys, and just being all around strong country girls..Now, she IS a beast, in so many ways, and I am usually just…
How’d she die?
Blonde, Girly, Goat Farmer in the Big City tries to take a cool touristy shot of the Flat Iron Building, mid busy NYC cross-walk, trips, twists her ankle, dodges an angry cabbie, and is lucky she lived to tell the tale and post the picture! Just got back from an interesting business trip to NYC…
I may wake up in the morning tangled in tomato vines..
So for the last two years I’ve scooped a LOT of horse poop…and chicken poop…and rabbit poop…and more recently goat poop…I’ve also raked a crap ton of leaves..and not the romantic red maple and golden sycamore leaves of autumn…no, here in the Arizona mountains, our scrubby oak trees have it all backwards…They drop their pointy,…
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