I went to a get-together for neighborhood women this week and, within a few minutes of my walking in the door, someone shoved a piece of paper into my hand, insisting I use the email address she’d written there to send her the recipe for the pot-luck item I’d brought: No-Knead Bread. I’d thought I…
Food & Drink
Six Weeks With Chicks
Our baby chicks are growing up. Once little fuzzballs, they are now looking like real hens… or roosters. Though we asked for pullets (females under a year old), it’s hard to tell boys from girls when they’re fresh out of the egg, so, more than occasionally a male slips through when people order females.
Summertime Means Watermelons
This year, we must have done something right, watermelon-wise, because they are sprawling everywhere, snatching onto every available hold with their super-strong tendrils. A good portion of the plants have overgrown the raised beds, which means I have to watch my step, lest I step on something like that pictured above. And below.
The Days Of Flourishing
Things are looking very promising in the garden, though I keep feeling like I’m behind, somehow. Perhaps it’s because my tomato plants sat in containers growing root-bound for a seemingly interminable amount of time, while we got things (somewhat) together for raised bed #2. But, as soon as the tomatoes, and everything else, went into…