Food is a fundamental source of grounding for me. Local food is nutritious and connects us with community. It’s one thing I can do when I don’t know what to do.

Chicken pot pie. Chicken from local farming group. Vegetables from our garden. Pastry and gravy by me, and Daisy brought it together.

Loving lace lapels? Lasciviously.
@geegdandy.bsky.social gets it.
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A couple days late on my Twelfth Night post; we have nearly eaten the King Cake! Well, much went to the office and friends. I modified my great-grandmother’s Croatian povitica recipe, swapping almonds for walnuts, baking it in a big circle, and adding lemon frosting and sprinkles.

Sunday baking: tahini chocolate chip and focaccia.

Pies and snow! Tried a couple new Times pies: pumpkin tahini and citrus cranberry meringue.

The Sun rises low in the Green Mountains. Our gardens slumbers as the grass bends and waves in the wind, seeds flying.

Samhain 2024, put on the tassel costume to pass out candy. Then off to late night ritual lakeside. So many ways of witching!

Monkshood in Vermont, blooming under gold maple leaves. Hello.