SOFT FOCUS

From a finger on the lens – snort – I really must get the camera out. Using the phone is so lazy. Read More

THE THISTLE EATERS

The new batch of piglets have arrived. They are so fat! Brian the breeder parked in the hay field and they handed the piglets over the fence one by one. Express delivery! Read More

WHY WAKE?

Why is a wake called a wake – all tip toeing about in case they WAKE the dead.

The full moon is high in the morning sky. And being Saturday I gave myself a little more shut eye.

I am going to quickly go and shape the bread and set the loaves (are they loaves before they are baked or just balls of dough) into the baskets for the second rise then I will be back. The second rise is the important one. Bread cannot be hurried.

Stand by! Read More

OUT OF FOCUS

It was really hard to get a sharp image of the piglets yesterday. Molly was in an unreliable mood so I just hung the phone down into their bedroom to see what I got and all I got was a whole lot of out of focus snouts as they rushed over to investigate the new toy. Read More

I LOVE CLIPBOARDS

Working at the Mill in the mornings is like a wee holiday. I have clipboards – I make my plan for the day and then I do it. I stack all the filled bags of freshly stone-ground flour in my Pantry. I make up boxes and fill them with bags of delicious ingredients then post them to people who care about good food. I work on making sure more people know about our locally grown grain turned into freshly milled flours. Then someone pays me money. Read More

YOU GET WHAT YOU TAKE

I know it is backwards but think about it. Read More

SNOW

The weather is nuts! I am meant to be waitressing for Jake this afternoon at a private event but they are forecasting one to three inches of snow. Read More

SATURDAY MORNING

It has been a long time since Saturday mornings were any different from other mornings but since moving back into the paid workforce Saturday mornings are developing their old charm. Read More

BLOWING LIKE THE DICKENS

An Easterly wind blew hard all night long. This meant I closed the chickens big door and also Molly’s big Easterly facing door. Temperature and wind are my greatest allies and enemies. Sometimes all at the same time. But wind is the worst. Little animals can take some pretty awful temperatures but it is the wind that does the harm. In my opinion. Read More

BLOODY BUTCHER POLENTA

I know I seldom post recipes anymore. It is mainly because in true peasant style I almost never use them. Almost all my cooking is done from some kind of muscle memory! Read More