Early spring in Utopia
Those garden maps I posted a while ago are already proving to be flexible, guideline-type things. Only March 16th and already I’ve done some revisions. I had planned to just do broccoli from seeds, but a cute little pack of …
Those garden maps I posted a while ago are already proving to be flexible, guideline-type things. Only March 16th and already I’ve done some revisions. I had planned to just do broccoli from seeds, but a cute little pack of …
Yes, I’m blogging about a totally typical (for us), completely unremarkable dinner we ate. It’s come to that. But the soup really was quite good, and I really do recommend it. I found the recipe here. It was a link …
Glum right now and feeling guilty about wasted writing time. I had a bad writing day today. Managed to do a bit of revision on a short story, but wrote exactly one new paragraph on the novel. I spent most …
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Wait…so in the comments of the previous post, I’m getting the feeling that you guys suggest I scale back the zucchini a wee bit? Point taken. I’ll plant one zucchini plant (okay…sow seeds, actually, and thin back to one plant) …
Here are the garden maps I made this weekend. I feel like I’m going public with my wonky first knitting. My last attempt at vegetable gardening was at 6 years old, and you can imagine I had a good deal …
I made oatmeal honey bread yesterday. It was my first time making this particular bread. (The recipe is in the Tassajara Bread Book.) Thumper has always liked whatever bread I make, but he’s absolutely nuts for this one. Seeing me …
I meant to blog sooner than this. I had every intention of returning from our trip and jumping back into some kind of regular blogging. But then there was the craziness of re-entry, and then the craziness of everyday life, …
Were back. Settling back into our Portland life after a weeks return to the frozen east and our mothers homes. I wasnt sure what to expect from this trip. I figured one of two things: either my creeping homesickness would …