I could hibernate

Everything about the idea of hibernation seems wonderful to me.  The eating excessively to ready the body for the months of sleep where it will need to sustain itself off my fat reserve. The deep sleep for a few months when it is dark and cold outside.  The giving birth while asleep in my fat... Continue Reading →

meal to the field #9

in the past fifty days or so we have only combined around seventeen of them... this means there has been more days not combining than combining which doesn't make for happy farmers... in fact my farmer  has lost weight just from the stress of not combining...  I told him fad diets like that never work... Continue Reading →

yellow squash banana bread 

ahhhhh the weekend... I'd suggest having a nice bath with some Epsom salts, listening to Enya and reading Thrive by Arianna Huffington ... oh and make this loaf using up either your squash or zucchini that has taken over your kitchen...       


getting your hair done is odd... looking at yourself in a mirror for the better part of four hours can almost be seen as a form of torture... so I just stare at my hairdresser instead... and as she tends to my mane, I grace her with my witty stories, stemming back to my childhood but... Continue Reading →

meal to the field #6

 I feel undesired... not by the farmer... I feel sufficiently desired by him...  just realizing that I'm at an age where the older men that used to creepily check me out no longer do... I'm too old now to make it fun for the creepers...  and I'm not quite old enough to be a Cougar... Continue Reading →

meal to the field #3 

my days are spent with mundane chores that I try to value and appreciate... making lunches, organizing plans for the day, making beds, cleaning bathrooms.... and then I get to cook...  now I didn't always love it... but when you have to do something - you make a choice - love it or get through... Continue Reading →

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