New England’s Answer to Alaskan Nettle Bread. Sitting here, in the wood stove’s warmth, I can see the trees, they look cold and stressed by the winter. Perhaps it is the unwinter like warmth lately… It is February, usually a...
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Salted Christmas Brownies The fires are going and I am enjoying the glow of the wood stoves, the dogs sleep at my feet. It is dark outside and cold. Rain, ice, and snow, have been falling from the sky for half the day now. Outside it smells like...
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Wildflower Triple Vanilla cookies Our most recent set of guests have left us… And we will miss them. They were so interesting to talk to. I wish they had stuck around longer. I would have loved to learn a bit about art history. But that is...
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Apple Pie Winter’s Holly King, can be felt now in the air… The days grow shorter with each passing day. The sky is already dark. A chill is entering the now beautiful, comfortable air outside. The trees too are preparing to sleep...
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Molasses Cookies The book club met yesterday. We had an unbelievably fabulous time as usual. I made these cookies to celebrate an event in Boston’s history that also played a roll in the book that we just finished. You should have smelled...
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Headed For The Oven. I don’t keep a diary. I keep a homesteading grimoire, and this little blog is it. I keep it for myself more than for anyone else. To chronicle my adventures in homesteading. I homestead because I love this way of life...
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Muffins By some miracle of the Fairy Queen in the woods, we seem to still have power. In fact, Henry, is far weaker than we thought it would be. Still, the forest is dancing around us. Bending and blowing, partnering with rain falling from the...
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Baked pear bowl filled with fresh granola, later garnished with whipped cream and cinnamon. This morning, was a book club brunch tea meeting. For which I made baked pear. This is so simple. The only tough part is scooping it out to create the...
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Homemade breakfast mixes. This morning I walked the yard. I could see the trees dancing as the wind whirred past my ear, speaking of coming thunder and rain. The air smelled of the heavy clouds forming above the dancing trees that were getting...
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The mist is thick, as we are not an intervale farm, sitting up high on ridge in the foot hills not far from Wachusett Mountain. We sit surrounded today in a thick dark sea of new England fog, rising off the icy snow that fell and iced over...
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Homemade vanilla extract It is a lovely day here at Wildflower, the weather is nice not too cold, we have wispy clouds, and sunshine, and it feels like early spring. Inside, I am wasting time and doing just the usual up keep. I have a roast...
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