Missing Gramps
It has been three years since my grandpa passed away and it always seems harder at this time of year. He passed in December, but those late fall months were the hardest for us all. We always talked about our gardens during our visits. In those last few months, it was almost exclusively what we...
Raking Is Not Homework
“I can resist anything but temptation.” -Oscar Wilde This became the theme of my weekend, for better or worse. I tried hard to sit at my desk focusing on homework while Jay worked on tidying up the backyard. Have you ever seen those old psychology experiments that tested the ability of little kids to resist...
Fruit Crisp for Two
What a weekend! It was equal parts active and hibernating with a double scoop of food lovin’. This big baby in my belly, who we’re calling Bug, went with me to yoga. Of course you have to follow up exercise with a huge brunch – hey, I don’t make the rules. I ate my entire...
Portland, I’m Coming Home!
Let’s be honest: my heart is planted in my Portland garden. It has been tough to be away for the last couple years temporarily living in Eugene while I work on my masters of landscape architecture degree. I have found a few places to make me feel at home-ish here in Eugene, but I have...
Molting Chickens
The chickens are looking a bit shaggy and disheveled, which means it’s that time of year: molting time. Molting is the process chickens go through of shedding feathers and replacing them with a new, fluffy coat. They are never completely featherless, but rather they lose feathers and regrow them in patches. The temperatures dipping are...
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