Who knew? My little golden crookneck squash–how I love their name, every time I say it can’t help but tilt my head, just so–if left unattended on the vine (they are best harvested by 3 or 4 inches, as pictured…) grow into way too large, inedible but probably decorative, gnarly orange gourds!! Yet still with the charming, lilting crookneck. …
in the garden: thrivers and survivors
The herbs could not be happier. The sage especially, it is a small forest out there. And the nasturtiums, I have had to keep cutting them back mercilessly yet they still want to take over! Wild thangs.
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my father’s shoes
A few weeks ago Dad moved from his assisted living apartment, one building over to skilled nursing care. Had two good years in the apartment, after 38 years in the house the last two of us grew up in….
in the garden: agony and ecstasy
Oh, blight. It has raised its dreaded hoary head….
new jars!
Just in time for the dog days of August, adorable new jars for les collines……
local economies
Have been mailing with Sara Baldwin, amazing owner and creative force of New Ravenna Mosaics in Exmore, Virginia, on the beautiful Eastern Shore. She went away to study art at U Penn but returned to where she grew up to start her business….
life buoys
Had a day Thursday where just getting through would have been success….
at the end of the rainbow
time and heat
Gooseberries (left) + heat, time, sugar = gooseberry jelly (right)
The magic of time and heat xo
gooseberry, fool!
Gooseberry pickin’ on this high summer day. …
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