Weekend Projects

yarrow

Yarrow Salve inspired by Taproot Magazine.  I’m using Yarrow and Lemon Balm — the chopped herbs will soak in olive oil for two weeks.

cutting the scapes

Fermented garlic scales and garlic scape relish.  Amabel is in training with the fermentation master. . .

garlic scape ferment

The jars are already sizzling with bubbles.

tiny necklaces

Tiny terrarium necklaces for the Artists Market.  More details about our preparations coming soon!

 

I’m Working

ellen

Two months ago I stopped working at an office.  Surprisingly, it is taking me much longer to let go of that part of my identity, my routine, my focus . . . and reclaim my own mental space and home schedule again.  Over the past decade I’ve always “worked” in some form or another, but something took ahold of me while I was working in an office for a couple of years and becoming part of an organizational culture — something that I didn’t quite recognize until I’d left it.  It was so easy to point to my well-respected, local land conservancy and say, “I work there.”  It was so official.  Legitimate. I liked that.

picnic

Now I squirm a bit when asked, “Where do you work?” My answer is much more complex.  I get to say, “I do this,” instead of “I work there,” which is not always an easy thing to explain.

what's in there?

The how and why I got here is a long story, but after a bit of mental turmoil I’m ready to admit the simple truth: I am so happy to be home again. I love to work at home. I say this with joy and also with a little guilt — because whether or not my current work will materialize into income is still an unknown. So, can I still call it work? Also, now that it is summer, my days are very likely to include a spontaneous picnic or two . . . and what would the boss say?

wild flowers

Spring is . . .

Drift Wood

Spring is a windy beach, still clean from a half a year of ice and snow.

radishes

Spring is a handful of radishes fresh from the moist earth.

DSC_4530

Spring is a half-grown chick — part bird, part dinosaur.

Millie

Spring is a baby with bare arms.  And bare feet.

gardening

Spring is a morning in the garden.