I’ve always wanted to do #4
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Jun 082012
On Our Anniversary
The years have been an adventure
Through good times and through bad
There were many rough roads
Oh but what a journey we have had
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We raised our little family
And were dealt our share of blows
But we’ve always made it through
All the highs and all the lows
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There have been a lot of choices
And of course a few mistakes
Learning when to pick our battles
But also willing to give and take
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I wouldn’t trade this life with you
Our love has grown so much since then
Because I not only married the man I love
I married my best friend
Happy Anniversary Honey
Jun 072012
This isn’t a real post, it’s more like a trip down memory lane for all those people that used to come into my store and purchase my baked goods.
Last week I found the neatest pan on the planet and just had to buy it. It got me to thinkin’ about how everybody would tear into the crispy sugary tops of their muffins and eat the not-so-glorious bottom part as an afterthought.
And since I’m constantly reminded (for the last 3 years) how much people miss those wonderful treats, I though maybe I need to start baking a little more.
The lucky recipient of the first batch of raspberry muffin tops went to my friend Joanne. She (along with quite a few others… Hi Denise!) constantly hound beg me to whip up a batch for them, so I thought I’d give her a little gift.
I’ve either calmed down her craving for a while or created a monster wanting more.
Only time will tell.
Jun 052012
I had it all planned: after we got done voting, I would come home and feed Calie and head to the farm for some heavy duty weeding.
It was beautiful out. Sunny skies, a slight breeze and temps in the mid-70s.
And then I heard the thunder.
Crap
Off to the computer to see what the radar had to say about the situation. Meh, it didn’t look bad… a small thundercloud moving our way. It will be past us in 15 minutes, you say? Cool beans… I’m outta here!
Yep, I can see that blue glimmer of hope in the sky. A few raindrops ain’t gonna be enough to muss things up to where it will be a mud pit.
OK, it’s just down this road. I can’t wait to say hi to the ducks today. I wonder if they missed me.
And as I pull into the driveway my heart sinks.
The gate is locked. WTF??? How could they do this to me? Didn’t they know that I had been planning this for the last 24 hours? My whole existence was counting on getting down and dirty with those nasty weeds that were threatening to choke out the beautiful rays of sunshine my plants needed!
I had my gloves, trowels, rakes and bucket all nestled in the back of the car, ready to go to work.
Someone’s got some ‘splainin’ to do…
Jun 042012
Since I was doing my normal Monday running around, I decided to stop by the farm and check out the two crops that I planted a couple weeks ago.
The extension department at the college has a wonderful program for our community. They let you have a plot of land (free), till it up for you (free) and let you plant to your heart’s content!
They also provide a CSA (Community Supported Agriculture) that can either be paid for monetarily or you can invest for sweat equity working on the farm. Either way, it’s a “win-win” situation!
Last Fall, Todd (the manager of the farm) expanded the operation to include eggs. What started out as just a few chicks has grown into a couple dozen characters, each with their own personality.
It’s brings back lots of memories of my Grandma’s farm when I hear those roosters crowing!
This guy appears to be in charge because He Doesn’t Shut Up.
The biggest kick I get out of that whole brood are the ducks that mingle amongst the chickens. This pair always seems inseparable. And what the hell does he have in his mouth??
Hysterical!!
And apparently the chickens don’t mind having them around. It’s one big happy family!
Besides all the vegetables that are grown for the CSA, the herbs take center stage. Signs are displayed showing the name in English with it’s Latin counterpart…
as well as English and Ojibwa (it is a Tribal College farm, after all).
I’m always pulled towards this patch of Fringed Sage. I love running my hands through it and smelling that wonderful aroma!
Aaahhhhhhhhhh…
So after I came back down to earth, I remembered the real reason for my visit:
Yeah, doesn’t look like much does it?
But amongst all those weeds (which I really need to work on) are popcorn
and sunflowers. I’d say that 95% of my seeds came up, which means that come fall I could have a buttload of harvesting to do. But we still have a long 3 months to get through that involve extreme heat/storms/wind that could wipe everything out in a nanosecond.
Such is the life of a gardener.