In homesteading on November 29, 2013 at 6:35 pm
I spent most of yesterday cooking. At one point I said, “wouldn’t it be nice to just order a pizza?” It’s not that I don’t like to cook, I love it, but there’s something so contrived about spending all those hours cooking a meal that is eaten so quickly.
So much of what was made yesterday was tied to memories–things that people felt needed to be cooked for it to feel like Thanksgiving. Interesting how food is tied to the past that way.
But I was upset because only THREE ingredients in the entire meal (and it was huge) were produced on the farm: eggs, garlic, and broccoli.
Thankful as I was for having these things to hand, I feel like I would have more gratitude if most of the meal had come from things we had produced.
The good thing about gardening is that each season is a new start–a chance to try again. And so this spring I’ll make a concerted effort to grow more of our own food. And I’m thankful for the opportunity to do just that!
In sustainable living on November 20, 2013 at 11:47 am
It’s going to be even crazier than usual around here for the next couple of weeks. Maybe I’ll post, maybe not. But I do hope to be more regular again by the new year. So many hopes and plans for this little homestead in 2014! How about you? Got big plans for the new year on your place?
But for now, I am so very thankful to have a house. A warm, dry place with plenty of room for us and all our constant visitors. I adore my kitchen–a space with plenty of counter-tops and a lovely oven.
And, almost as exciting as the new house, we have cleared out my little building, which has been serving as the office space for me and the husband and our “living room.” Wow, were we packed in there with two desks, tons of books, tables, stored furniture, and the clutter of life.
The studio space in progress
And now I’m turning it into my studio with plans for lots of art and craft projects. Ooh, I’m so excited!
In Uncategorized on November 14, 2013 at 2:05 pm
She’s growing fast and of the seven kittens, is the hands-down favorite. As soon as she sees ANYONE she run straight to them, purring louder than a lawn mower. She grabs your ankles and doesn’t let go until you pick her up and give her a cuddle.
Hasn’t she grown in the last few months? All the young cats are experiencing cold weather for the first time. I wonder if they know it will get worse? How much is instinct versus experience?