Snow is falling. I cooked a feast as though I was expecting an army. Mr. Cottage carved the turkey, we gathered our little family together, we gave thanks and ate until our bellies could hold no more.
These are the days of autumn. Forecasters in our area say that the leaf color this year will be somewhat lackluster. We turn the heat on at night and the AC on during the day – crazy. Me, I’m holding on to the warm weather as long as I can and dancing in the gardens… Continue reading cool nights warm days in my own private cathedral
Especially at this time, I feel the need to remember and celebrate good and positive.
Our Lucky is growing. He is now practicing flying in the house. Soon we will have to make a difficult decision about his future. What a wonderful thing it has been including him in our furry and feathered family.
Scenes from around the farm this week. I’ll admit, this post is full of so many photos, it is a bit ridiculous.
Food and dirty dishes. Cooking, eating, growing my own herbs these passions collide into a beautiful thing. When there is a dishwasher in the house. We have been without a dishwasher for almost a year. It was broken beyond repair, and the funds weren’t there to replace it and or there were other financial… Continue reading Food for thought and a dishwasher too
I eat too many potatoes, that is why my rear end is the size of Texas. Yesterday while I was in the grocery store the clouds parted, a stream of brilliant light shone down and angels began to sing. There – right there – in front of me was a bin of colossal football sized potatoes, stocked… Continue reading