The other day I opened Poppy’s electric fence gate so she could come out and visit with Sheila but she refuses to cross where the electric fence WAS. I bring her food over and she paces back and forth in front of the memory… Continue Reading “THE WHITE LINE”
I try so hard to allow myself to feel the contentment of what is in my moment. To lie in the damp sunlight and chew my cud. To wander from patch to patch lazily searching out green. Instead, I endlessly worry about things that have… Continue Reading “TWO BY TWO”
The bright red of my cardinal pops against the muted landscape.
I was taking photographs of the Kitchens Garden Retreat yesterday. My little airbnb apartment. I have guests coming in today, so while it looked so pretty, I thought I would take some shots and update the site. I don’t mind if you have a look too.… Continue Reading “MY AIRBNB”
Lady Astor has decided that she is going to have Aunty Del’s new baby. Just gently mind you. She is a big cow and does not want to frighten anyone.
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Jake could best be described as my closest friend and good food soulmate here in America. He has his own huge gardens selling vegetables and eggs to Chicago, is developing a farm to table restaurant and also, above the restaurant ,has an airbnb. Last night… Continue Reading “A PRETEND PARTY AT JAKES”