Spring Tea…

Lymphatic. Cleavers, Nettles, Calendula with Red Clover. 


April 12—Big, Beautiful Day

Wow. So lucky. Big sun. Warmth and continually melting snow. The back yard is muddy and deep in moisture, but the garlic shows. Woke to the sun…and spring-ness. Deep breath. Needed to be outside. Baked biscuits, walked, fixed the coop, made jelly, prepped bath salts—went to the grocery store and Kenyon’s (dog food, chicken feed, sheep salts, seeds). Transplanted seedlings. Packed eggs. Worked. Walked more. Worked. Closed the barn. All is well.



Other Beautiful Places

Vermont is so full of so much “lovely.” Marshfield spaces can look over Groton, Cabot and … the expanse is wide and beautiful. The homestead I covet.



Table Setting—Inside Design

When Etsy hit the scene, I was totally taken: so many artists getting some exposure and space to be artists on the web. For me, it was like a treasures in a museum. Now, I find it less intimate—and less creative overall, but it’s still a great idea. These potholders were too fabulous to trash with use, so I found a different thing to do with them for now. I love to decorate. Love to make lovely spaces. Love to cherish pretty things. Someday, I’ll use these as they were meant, but for now, they are sweet on the table.


Where does YOUR milk come from??

I never drank milk—or at least had stopped right before my teenage years. When I tasted the Von Trapp milk, everything changed. Memories: childhood rumps up Hell’s Peak Road for a bucket of fresh milk from the Hazelton farm. The mile walk back with a heavy load. This was milk. THIS IS MILK—the way it should be. 


Studying Herbalism

Wow. I am so grateful. So many years of working with the finest herbalists (Jovial, Guido). Now taking a year-long course with Sandra Lory for my first true certificate—and next year beginning a two-year program with the Vermont Center of Integrated Herbalism. I can’t say enough—but will one day…in my own way. There is such honor in being respectful of and connected to the earth—and what’s all around and about it. It’s all such a big idea.

Such a BIG idea.


The Skinner Barn

I walk by this half the year…or drive. It’s truly lovely. One day, we’ll have a functional barn too! This is one point on which Seth and I disagree. He wants to take the old boy down (our 1800’s some-odd beauty) and replace it with something more functional. I want to restore. I love our old barn: it holds so much history…and now is home our flocks and herd. It’s not matter—we can’t do anything with it now but patch and fix and support.


Three Generations

My mother and step dad visited. Lovely weekend. Windy! Good love, good food, good outdoors, good fun. 


Working Boots…

Milk from the Von Trapp Farm