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Sunday List


This week, was lovely, and a little bit idgy. I don’t do down-time well, I don’t know what to do with my brain, given enough hours on its own, it starts over-analyzing the crap out of things. I’ve been trying like hell to keep the hamster in the wheel as busy as possible, but it hasn’t been working.  I mean you would think throwing an impromptu fourth of July/ birthday part for twenty-five people would be enough – but nope by two on the 5th, it was back on the wheel.  Class starts tomorrow though. I will be more than busy for the next three weeks.

Summer To-Do
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So I made a summer to-do list – and I’ve been working on it. And ten days in, I feel like I’m doing pretty good. I also know, that with this summer game, it is entirely too easy to fall off course, so for only my own edification, I’m going to spend one day a week going over the shite I have planned.

Summer To-Do
last update – June 22nd

  • Write every day.  Then blog it.Done. Done. Done. 
  • Get exercise three days a week. Eh. Once – Hiking – hiking a whole bunch of miles, but still – need to be more regular about this. This week I am committing to take at least one yoga class, and go for at least one walk. Read the rest of this entry

Oh, hey, how you doin’ – or – summer to-do list.


Yah that was supposed to sound like Joey – yah, the one from Friends. Yah, I haven’t written in two months.  Yah, I’m not sure what I had to say or not say. But here I am writing again. Making a list, because, well, you have to break the writers block some way, and well, I like lists. . . a lot . . like a whole lot.

Summer To-Do

Yah, that should do for today.

Eat the view


One of my favorite farmer’s markets is in Northampton, MA.  It lives on a sloping street in the center of town on Saturdays. This past weekend I snapped a few photos before my battery died. Ugh – blog-a-thon fail.  After the camera died I just started chatting up folks,  folks who were selling native plants, and local grains  –  farmer’s selling goat’s cheese and pickles in big ol’ mason jars. And you can learn so much if you just stop to chat.  I learned hydrangeas will grow in the shade, and that thyme can get a little woody. I learned that parsley needs to be cut back all the time, and that marigolds make a lovely addition to an herb bouquet.  

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devastatingly lovely


I live in Massachusetts in the Connecticut River Valley.  Word is our dirt, it’s good.   So good, we produce the best asparagus in the world – asparagus so bountiful, one of the teachers at the school I teach at, brings it in bagged up and ready for sale to our staff. You know you live in a small town when you can pick up  your dinner veggies on your coffee break at lunch.

The landscape around here will take your breath away. That is, if you’re given to that sort of thing. You know, the rolling hills on the edge of the valley, and the tree-lined river, and the fields, ready to be plowed in March.  Even the land getting ready for winter, the trees shedding their leaves, it is all devastatingly beautiful.

This week to celebrate this place and this land I’m participating in Loving Local’s blog-a-thon to mark Farmer’s Market Week.  Every day this week I’m going to talk about a different farmer’s market in the area.  I’m going to visit two I’ve never been to before, and talk about three of my old favorites.  On top of that, I’m going to tell you where to get the best corn in Western Mass as I explore the farm stands near my house.  It will be a busy week of food exploration, but I’m looking forward to sharing a little bit of this Valley I call home.

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If you have several moments please stop by Our Grandmother’s Kitchens to see all the posts from folks participating in the blog-a-thon

Local is Good – 2 of 365


cloudy.  snow- left about an inch more on top of the ice pack.  29° at 2pm.

Sustainability – There’s something about the Valley.  There is a road on both sides of the river north of my house.  When we’re in the mood to take a ride, we go “up the river, down the river”  – And every time we do,  I’m awe-struck at the straight up gorgeousness of the ride.  Though the mountains to the north-west make a nice background, it’s the miles of neatly tilled fields that get me all achy.   And the farm stands – this time of year when the ground is solid, and the trees bare, I dream of berries and tomatoes and sweet corn – I dream of them in bags and cartons piled high on the passenger seat – I dream of little boys covered in blueberry goo, as I pull them out of the car seats – I dream of dinners with more sides than meat.

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