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: Inspiration
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…
Shattered Glass
I’m pretty sure this self-reliant, tough-as-nails farm chic is the only thing I fought for, other than shared custody of my kiddos, in my divorce settlement.. I found this gorgeous 100 year old etching by Georges Laugee at an antique store with my then husband, early in my adult life..Even then, ensconced in the naiveté…
Of Grandpas, Gatherings, & Gratitude
This month has taken a lot of personal strength and fortitude. I fought off a horrible six week illness during the busiest time of my year, the art business has careened head-first into a paradigm shift this year with retail shopping habits shifting to online venues, and I’ve had to put on a whole new…
Pumpkin Spice Porridge/Pudding (If you haven’t OD’d on all things Orange just yet)
If you haven’t gathered by now, my struggle with my weight has been a life long battle..It is complicated by genetics that would have equipped me to survive the cold winters and famines of Northern Germania, along with a passion for delicious flavors, textures, and culinary experiences..Since I was a child, I remember being on…
Follow the Autumn Wind
This. Just this. I spent this beautiful fall morning on the farm with my boys, just breathing, doing farm chores, harvesting the last of our summer vegetable garden, sharing the abundance with the critters, picking through leaves along the creek bed to make a quick fall craft, and finally cooking up some amazing brussel sprouts…
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…
Summer’s Last Rose
I plopped myself down on the porch swing this morning for a moment of quiet time, and as I was transfixed by the sunrise peeping up over the green barn, its shimmering rays radiating through the dew in the trees..this gorgeous Yellow show-off stood in my line of sight, saying, “But hey! Look at me,…
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