pumpkin patching

brothers,farmers,nature,seasons | Sunday, October 13th, 2013

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the longer his arms grow the larger the pumpkin he can choose to wrap them around;

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and little like big, making all attempts to keep up;

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all i can think of are kale chips;

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i’m grateful for blues skies, pumpkin patches and rascals despite the challenges of the trek.

Beatrice May Beard’s Quilt

family,farmers,sewing | Sunday, September 15th, 2013

I never met my grandma (my mom’s mom) but i wonder about her and how alike or unalike we may have been…  My mom backed and tied this quilt top for me in my early teens that my grandma had made using small pieces of old clothing and donated pieces that they would receive in the mail from friends.No CaptionNo Caption 

i love the functional haphazardness of this quilt. it’s apparent that she was making use of every small bit of fabric that she had at the time, the pattern of the blocks determined by the odd scraps available.No CaptionNo CaptionNo CaptionSome of the patterns i’m sure are feedsacks. Others i think were worn thin and perhaps replaced or sewn over by my mom with fabrics apparently from another time – i’ll have to show and ask her some time. i see pieces that look like tea towels, some make me think of hankies or boxers and some remind me of the floor length gold curtains that hung in our orange shag carpeted living room.No CaptionNo Caption No Caption

I didn’t appreciate this quilt so much in my teens and i  tucked it away in my tickle trunk for a day far off into the future. It resurfaced on my most recent trip to the Okanagan as i attempted to finally free up the drawers and closet that were once storage of my neglected belongings. I’m happy to say that only 1 trunk remains (and my piano but that’s across the street at the neighbors). So the quilt has come home. it’s quite huge and the boys have used it to build forts a few times and we’ve bundled up in it, exploring the various patterns and textures, noticing the parts that were hand sewn and those sewn by machine, imagining my mom and her siblings once wearing the clothing that these pieces may have once been… DSC_6759edit.JPGNo Caption

grandma’s hood & neighbors

family,farmers,nature,Okanagan | Sunday, August 11th, 2013

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I didn’t expect to find cherries but there were enough to munch and then some for drying. We just used an oven with low heat and still it seemed ridiculously hot to run an oven like that in summer. I’m interested in a food dehydrator in the future. Does anyone have a preference/recommendation?

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back garden surprises;

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up the hill…

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…and through the corn…

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…to the cabin on the hill…

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…where these guys are working to carve a sweet little corner of the world.

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these guys! mama, daughter, son. xo.

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hen and chicks in abundance so very unlike the Coast;

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these little ones made their way back to my  home via mini van cupholders;

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berries

delicious,farmers,seasons | Tuesday, July 9th, 2013

we went for strawberries and came home with blueberries! and raspberries and blackberries! good times in the field;No CaptionNo CaptionNo CaptionNo CaptionNo CaptionNo CaptionNo CaptionNo CaptionNo CaptionNo Caption

15 acres and free little birds – Okanagan part 4

aside from trips to town for market goodies and frequent dips in the lake we didn’t stray far from the 15 acres between my folks and 2 neighbors. in the city i often seek out wide open spaces for the little ones to explore but the eyes in the back of my head don’t rest like they do here. of course there are other concerns but they are more reminders of mindfulness than cautions or restrictions. certainly my older boy feels more at ease wondering why we don’t just live here and the littler boy reminds me that the yellow key on my key chain is for home but sweetly goes with the flow or more adamantly insists to make his way and be included as he does.

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thor's produce

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