The egg holder on the window sill above my kitchen sink has been bleakly empty for the last few months. While my backyard hens molted and staged an egg strike, my family had to eat store-bought eggs, like regular schnooks. A few days ago, as we wrestled egg cartons in and out of the refrigerator, … Continue reading The Best Holiday Gift
Sunday is the day my neighbors, family and friends fling garbage at my front door. Actually, I'm making the situation sound trashier than it really is. The truth is I've invited them to bring me the wretched refuse of their kitchens teeming with spent coffee grounds, vegetable peelings, and leftover casseroles, because my chickens will … Continue reading Sunday Supper is for the Birds
To those of you who would say the world is going to hell in a handbasket, let me offer you a rebuttal: Today, when I checked the little library in my front yard, I found a quilted heart. Yes, a heart that is quilted. Apparently, I'm not the only person in the world to find … Continue reading Be Still, My Quilted Heart
