Archive for “Earth” Category

He’s Not Huntin’ Wabbits

May 10th, 2010

What is our caped crusader up to this time? I’ll give you a hint:  There are no wabbits on that rooftop.  But he is after something…. I know.  All super-hereos have their kryptonite, why should mine be any different? He has a nemesis– Do not be fooled by the banal laugh and bright feathers.  This [...]

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The Birds, The Bees and The Booty Shake-Shake

Apr 25th, 2010

I’ve got a bone to pick with a particularly heated humpback whale. Or maybe it’s that mudskipper’s fault. I don’t really know who’s to blame but my first grader has picked up an alarming new habit and she didn’t get it from me. Maybe it’s the season.  Something in the air. I know I just [...]

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I Pledge, Well Kind of

Mar 1st, 2010

You bet I accepted the Huffington Post’s Week of Eating In Challenge. I’m all in.  Shine that spotlight on homemade meals and watch me frugally budget.  Who knows? All that money I’m saving could add up to bags of gold that will allow me, some day, to bid adieu to my aging appliances and rip [...]

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Hungry? Pass Me My Soapbox

Nov 30th, 2009

Back in the old days nobody was allergic to food, and I was the only kid in class who had to sit out PE because of a weird breathing problem.  Now we have peanut-free computer rooms and asthma is as prevalent in schools as number 2 pencils.  Kids sure have changed. Well, something has changed, [...]

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Hay is for Horses, Not Bras

Sep 29th, 2009

Some of you may have gotten wind of the fact that I’ve got a hankering to be rolling around on the farm with a rugged cowboy.  It’s a beautiful fantasy.  Freshly harvested vegetables pose in a photogenic basket. The scent of fresh hay crushed beneath my back. The vivid blue of the sky peaking through [...]

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Happy Birthday, Baby

Sep 25th, 2009

Oops, that’s not my birthday baby.  Here she is. Lest there be any confusion, her name is Acadia, not Lorax.  But boy oh boy does she speak for the trees.  If by speaking for the trees you mean throwing down on the lawn and kicking and screaming in protest of a few defenseless branches. Sweet [...]

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The Downside of Cool

Aug 20th, 2009

Back when I was still knee-deep in needy newborns, it was hard to conceive of a day like today.  A day that loomed out there, somewhere in a future where children attended school all day and I would have hours upon hours of fulfilling self-reflection and silent contemplation.  Well, it’s here. Today is the first [...]

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Grid, Shmid…We Can Do It All On Our Own

Jul 14th, 2009

Thanks to Grandmother’s garden, we need never go hungry.  I have eaten more than my fill of salad greens and herbs and snap peas, though they have yet to convert me into a beet lover. (Yes, I know all about how delicious they are.  Now run along and enjoy them and leave me out of [...]

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Down at the Ole Watering Hole

Jul 3rd, 2009

Life was busy on the farm in North Carolina.  But after the horses were ridden and the eggs were collected, it was time to relax.  The kids grabbed their poles, hit the pond, and terrorized the local teeny-tiny trout population. After all of the baby fish had been caught and released, we left them to [...]

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The Facts of Life, thanks to the farm

Jun 28th, 2009

Just minutes after we were officially welcomed with a beautifully carved sign, mountain views and clean restrooms– we got our REAL welcome to life on the farm– There it is, the facts of life in your face.  You might be thinking, especially if you recall what happened over winter break, that I bring out the [...]

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