- carrots on the right have gone into the fridge, carrots on the left are stored in buckets of sand in the root cellar.
- edamame plants from our csa at anchor light farm.
- steamed and shelled edamame.
- a bumper crop of onions.
- garlic. some to eat, some to store, some to plant for next year's crop.
- fingerling potatoes! our first effort with spuds.
- the jack-o'-lantern pumpkin patch.
- last year's apple crop was outstanding in vermont, this year, we are happy to have a few.
- the last of the lacinato kale. some folks call it dinosaur kale. :-)
Oh, these days are full. I've been back and forth to my Mumsie's in Massachusetts a bit and it looks like the new normal. It's hard. But this is how life unfolds and it's how the generations intertwine.
In between visits, life here condenses to accommodate the time available.
We are creeping into my favorite season and I pinch myself every day as I awaken in this beloved spot. Cooking with the food that has grown out of the dirt right outside our door, as the late day sunshine streams into our splendid new kitchen...this...this is our very own bit of earth.
Meditating. Eating well. Stitching. Mending. Sleeping. Breathing deeply. Harvesting. Acting locally.
All of it under the sanctuary
of the bright blue sky and pitch black night.