*There are actually eight ingredients in my recipe, but I am only using one (onions) for the purpose of my witching Last weekend, when my partner announced they were taking the short ribs out of the freezer to dethaw, I … Continued
Here we are in dreary January (again). The days are short and there is nothing left but monochrome colors. All life seems to have been skimmed off of the world – or at least all of the serotonin. I’m SAD … Continued
Part of my personal superstition about the new year is that what I do on the first of January will have an impact on the entirety of the year ahead. With that in mind, my partner and I knew that … Continued
The summer harvest is in full swing here in Southern New England. It was the very day that I pulled out my books on canning and preserving that my partner surprised me with two quarts of sour cherries that he … Continued
Chives are a wonderful but underused ally to the witch who works in the garden and in the kitchen. They are an easy herb to grow – far easier to manage than its other allium cousins, onion or garlic, and … Continued
Midsummer came a week early this year because my bestie is going to be on an airplane for most of the day today. We did “our” thing – meeting up at ten in the morning to wander over to a … Continued
It’s Calendula season here in Southern New England and I’ve been eager to get to know this beautiful flower better. I first met Calendula in the fields of my CSA (Community Supported Agriculture) farm share. I was immediately enchanted by … Continued
I have fallen in love with a cemetery (again). There were a bunch of cemeteries on route 6 heading out onto the outer Cape but Old North caught my immediate attention due to the overabundance of sakura trees. We headed … Continued
May has been a long and winding month. As always happens when everything blooms at once, I ran out of time to do all of the things and, moreover, to write about all of the things. I’m feeling very behind … Continued
For the past couple of weeks, my town and the surrounding area have been glowing with the bold yellow of the forsythia bush. As a lifelong New Englander, I grew up with forsythia as one of the first real signs … Continued