A Woman's Worth

I do believe the universe tilts toward goodness. I believe that our world is brimming full of good men and good women, but yet, this it still the wickedness that prevails. Yet still, depravity is tolerated and bolstered to power. I think that even good men and women don’t step forward to denounce and rail against corruption because these messages are so deeply ingrained in us, how do we even begin to reconcile our collective part in such iniquity? But, on weeks like this one, we are reminded in big flashing marquis lights that women’s lives are an accepted casualty for men to have their power.

So for now, as you forge on - fighting and loving, struggling and healing - hold tight and tuck deep in your arsenal the wisdom that “An entire sea of water can't sink a ship unless it gets inside.”

Spiced Pumpkin Bread

Pumpkin bread season is upon us! I am going to admit here and now that I loathe baking. I love to cook - it feels creative and inventive and customizable. Baking, on the other hand, feels more precise, structured, and rigid to me. However, I LOVE a homemade, from-scratch sweet bread - banana, zucchini, pumpkin, cinnamon, whatever - I just can not do without it in my life. So I bake for the love of the sweet bread.

Here is my signature pumpkin bread. It is our favorite - I tip my hat to the fresh pumpkin, clove, and cardamom for bringing it to the next level. I hope you love it just as much as us!

Mabon, an Equinox, and a Harvest Moon

This week we have both the Autumnal Equinox and the Full Harvest Moon (Monday). This week is the week of Mabon, marking mid-harvest, when our days and nights cover equal time, a time of mysteries. The first of the leaves have begun to turn and rain down to the ground. Each breeze that strays across our property feels just cooler than the last, it is almost imperceptible, but my body prickles with its arrival.

It feels time, doesn’t it? The free spirited, roaming part of self sort of yearning to be contained a bit. Settled down. More rest. More rhythm. It feels time to me.

Slow Parenting

Parenting. What a mind twist. There are as many ways as there are days. The possibilities for approach are endless. It is both - it is what it is AND it is what you make it.

What is my approach? My philosophy? It is slow. It is as idle as it is intentional.

I want my child to feel comfort in being with herself. I want her to feel entertained and stimulated by her own mind. I want her to feel more calm than restlessness. I want her to be able to self soothe and self invent. I want her to know what she wants and to go after it, but not to feel as though she is always searching for something outside of herself.

She is small and yet she is vast for the filling. She has a long lifetime stretched before her. I want to protect these tender years and have it be that her family and her burgeoning self are the greatest influence on setting the foundation of who she is deep in her bones, at the seat of her soul.

Homemade Cold Brew

Cold brew, folks! You CAN make your own for about the same amount of time it takes to brew you regular warm cuppa. I make it for myself all summer long. And it is so good that I’ve been over-caffeinating myself as of late. Let me share with you how to enhance your life with this quick and easy method + some pointers.

Simple Pleasures

But that confidence - that confidence that made me certain of my courage, that made me feel weightless and boundless and free - that confidence feels muted in comparison to how it once was. And I miss it.

Maybe that’s because that is how it is supposed to be. Maybe that is youth. Maybe that is mostly just dangerous and improbable. So it dulls with time to protect us and ours. Maybe this confidence I feel now - a greater confidence in who I AM, my worth, what I have to offer and contribute - is a trade off for that wildness that once was. I guess we shall see. But I’ve been thinking about it.

Garden Salsa

It is that time - fresh salsa time! We are being *happily* buried in tomatoes over here, and what better a way to enjoy them in some homemade salsa that you can heap on any and everything.

Here is a super simple, quick recipe. And it freezes great. Just thaw it out and you have a year round fresh snack.

Simple Pleasures

For me, weather feels like a time travel. A particular quality of air, a certain smell of plant on a breeze, the temperature that either makes my skin bead with sweat or prickle with goosebumps - my mind flashes with recollections, my heart pangs tenderly with nostalgia. It is said that smells do this to us, ignite our senses to trigger memory - but, I think the weather rivals the olfactory. 

Today, My Baby is Four

My baby - she barely fits in my lap anymore. At night, when she is buzzing from the day and needs for me to hold her, to ground her so that she may ease into rest. Her long limbs spill over mine. I cradle her in my arms still. Determined not to tremble with fatigue under her reliance on me. Gravity, nature, pulls her precious weight away from me with greater force each day more that she has to grow on this planet.

My girl. Four years young today. A glorious day, and my heart aches the bittersweet ache of a great love, a love still somehow growing as even more of her emerges.

July Homestead Update!

Hi from my summer hiatus!

It has been a busy month since I have last posted anew, and I’m eager to be back and share what we have been up to. Life has been full of travel, connecting with loved ones, tackling projects, expanding our orchard, and managing the summer bounty that is abloom.

Here is a little (mostly photo) update of what life has been looking like

Simple Pleasures

I’m in full on Pride mode this week! I’ve been doubling down on my queer culture reading, documentary watching, music listening, art seeking, researching, and idolizing my LGBTQ elders, movers, shakers, and community members.

This part of me, this community, makes my life rich, dynamic, and special. I’m grateful for it everyday, and wouldn’t give it up for the world. 

I hope you all have community you feel your belonging to deep in your bones.

Simple Pleasures

Another fresh morning… If ever I am wondering “what to do? what to do?” This nugget of wisdom never fails to give me guidance. 

“Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive."

A Simple, Effective way to Protect your Garden

Grow tunnels, aka Hoop Houses or Row Covers, are brilliant! 

Why? Grow Tunnels are a cheap and easy way to protect your garden investment and bring it to the next level. You can extend your growing season in either direction by a month or more. It provides shade from the boiling sun. Acts as a wind break in a storm. And they protect your garden from all sorts of pests - deer, birds, flea beetles, slugs..

Simple Pleasures

I came across this concept a month or two ago - overwhelm is a form of self-importance. Now, I don’t think that is universally true. There is genuine anxiety and panic, and there are moments, particularly as a mother to a small child, when demands that stretch you painfully thin are necessity. However, reflecting on this idea when I am in the throws of overwhelm, I have found truth in this idea. I have found that quite a bit of it is my own aggrandizing. Life will not come to a halt should I delay doing some task on a long list. The world will not stop turning if I say “enough” and call it quits on working for the day, or cancel a plan.

Homemade Falafel

This is my third garbanzo bean based recipe that I have posted, because anything chickpea is DELICIOUS, in my humble opinion. We eat them like grapes in this house. They pack 15 grams of plant protein and 14 grams of dietary fiber per cup of cooked beans. Traditional Falafel is a vegan Arab food. This recipe is a variation pretty near to traditional preparation.

Simple Pleasures

“Edit your life frequently and ruthlessly, it is your masterpiece after all.”

Anytime I am in doubt about the choices that I am making, it reminds me that for as long as my heart is beating, and my mind is moving, that I have a choice and a chance to make another change. It keeps me remembering that I shouldn’t be fearful to continue trying new things, following new paths, uncovering new truths. This life is the real deal. This is not a trial run. This is the masterpiece.

What is the Point?

It is about so much more than food - it is about nourishing the earth, our connections, our intellect, our creativity, our resilience - it is about feeding your soul.

That’s the way I see it. This is what it’s all about. These are the bits of life that I carry dearest in my heart. The values I find most important to nurture to pass on to my daughter. 

Thank you for being here with your big, beautiful minds. Thank you for pulling up a chair for this subversive gathering of sorts.