I suck at life. It’s true. I suck at canning my tomatoes before they start to turn into an orange mush with swarms of fruit flies flying over them. I suck at cleaning my house. Please don’t come over, I…
Year: 2016
Today is a slow day. A nap on the couch in the sunshine. Smoke slowly curling from the chimney. Warm coffee. Hubby has been working away at getting our little cottage in the woods finished before winter. We have windows…
Happy Thanksgiving from Canada, or more specifically – me. Canadian Thanksgiving comes roughly 6 weeks earlier than American Thanksgiving, and so does Canadian Winter, which is quickly rearing it’s ugly head. I awoke this morning to thick frost blanketing the…
I have a dream. A dream where there is endless fields, and grass, and lazy evenings. Where the food is always delicious, the coffee always good, and the bread homemade. I have a dream that goats could wander for as far…
Ever been in a funk? I have been in one for awhile now. A funk where things get pushed to the back burner thus resulting in take out containers piling up in my recycle bin. It feels like I have…
Last year I made apple butter. And I died a thousand appley deaths. So naturally this year I had to take it one step further. What does April love more than apples, you ask? Well my good friend the answer…