• Food & Beauty

    Mountain Cooking

    One of my favorite parts of coming to the mountains (as an adult) is having both the luxury of a large kitchen and access to a wonderful array of local, organic foods. While the little market right down the road is a tad expensive, they carry great options and, if I’m organized enough on a Saturday morning, I can make it to the farmer’s market and stock up on cheese and veggies. Tonight, I’ve got asparagus from the local market (organic, but probably not locally sourced), eggs from a local farm, and a lamb chili made with a local farmer’s ground lamb and a wealth of farmer’s market veggies. To…

  • Mental Horizons,  Writing

    Old Cabins and Old Books

    I like rain on a tin roof, or the outside of a sailboat, until it becomes a deluge. We’ve been living with the constant rain for a week now and the toddler and I both have cabin fever. Geoff just works and the dog sneaks outside regularly to get muddy. And I’m not talking drizzle, either. It’s a constant, pounding downpour that makes it hard to hear the person I’m trying to talk to for work or what Skye is doing in the next room. For the summer, we are spending some time at my family’s mountain cabin. This cabin was bought by my family in the early 1900s as…

  • Mental Horizons,  Random

    Finding Community

    “What do you think it will take for Geoff to want to move here?” a good friend asked me. We were sitting in a covered area next to a brewery at a picnic table finishing up the french fries the kids had left in their rush to get back to climbing trees. Even Skye was running around, following the older kids to the tree and circling the bottom, observing how they climbed. It was a fair question. I knew I loved the area and, if we had to quasi-settle, it would be where I chose, but it also needed to be somewhere Geoff would love, too. My answer, finally, came…