A monster of a reading habit
byHave to admit, I’m a minimalist except when it comes to two things: books and art. In my world, you can never have enough…
growing food
Calendar girl
byThe best part of winter is drooling over the seed catalog from Southern Exposure Seed Exchange — or as hubby likes to call it, my…
Rosemary, baby
byHoping to reduce our holiday stress, hubby and I chose not to put up a Christmas tree this year. but we still hung stockings…
Let the sun(choke) shine in
bySo it’s about -147° tonight. (Perhaps I exaggerate, but we Southerners are not accustomed to wind speed higher than the actual temperature.) Maybe that’s…
Confessions of a garlic junkie
byIt’s a good thing Brad and I are married to each other because no one else could tolerate our inappropriate love of garlic. We…
The Mulchinator
byAutumn after autumn, I’ve gazed longingly at the fallen leaves from our three hardwood trees, knowing what excellent mulch they would make if I…
The Dirty Dozen
byMy membership renewal letter from Georgia Organics arrived last week, and in it was a handy business card printed with the 2013 Shopper’s Guide…
Leaf no salad behind
byBy the time our CSA finally started up last May, I was so desperate for fresh salad greens that I was eyeing the houseplants in a…
Encantada
byThis blog post has been almost six years in the making. On Jan. 1, 2007, hubby and I made a New Year’s resolution that…