My friend Lucy commented on a recent post (and by the way I've been posting, it was probably sometime back in April) that I needed to keep posting pictures.  Lucy is the type of good friend that worries that I look different if I haven't seen her for awhile and breathes a sigh of relief when I look (mostly) the same in new pictures.  And I have to agree, because it's nice to know that things haven't change all that much, especially with good friends you haven't seen in a long time.

But, that doesn't mean that my life isn't constantly changing, even if it's just a little bit.  I've always found it nice to see pictures sent from friends from afar of the simplest, daily, for the most part, mundane things, because our everyday lives mainly consist of these things.  While the momentous occassions are the things we often mention when we catch up, it's these little things that are really making us who we are on a daily basis.  I don't know...I just find it comforting to know the daily things in my friend's lives.  So, in honor of Lucy, and perhaps others like her, here are wee glimpes into my daily life, as of around June 2008.

These are the beautiful eggs that find themselves in my refrigerator.  I feel so lucky when I use them--they look TOO good to eat!  They come from locally raised free range chickens, of rarer varieties, on Brambleberry Farm, a small organic, permaculture farm run by my fabulous good friends Darren and Espri.  They not look good, but taste fabulous.  My dad would also probably point on that the fat content in these are of the good variety, as their yolks are a rich, deep yellow.  He's kind of obsessed with that.  Oh, that dad of mine, he's a silly one!



So, eggs are pretty cool and who would've guessed two years ago that I'd be blogging about them, but on to more important things!  These are part of the first sucessful little mothered by my little cat Marx.  There were to previous litters that were utterly unsuccessful, to the point that we doubted her capacity to be a mother, but so far, so good, except that they all live in my car engine and avoid human beings like the plague (therefore, they are going to be so wild).  These two are the nicest, which is why my sister-in-law and brother-in-law took them for their own.  But, because they are the nicest, you are seeing pictures of theirs.  Our two kittens basically look the same though, just more scratches.  They are super cute though, right?  I hope my sister Julie is proud!



Our phlox is budding!  I'm not a huge fan of phlox, except for the fact that it is one hardy perrenial and takes absolutely no work.  My goal is to plant one new perennial each year (this year was a bleeding heart plant because there was one on the farm I grew up on and since I was a little girl I just thought they were so cool) and until I find a good replacement, the phlox will stay.  The buds are pretty, though, right?


I do, however, love the hydrangea, planted by Brad's grandmother.  In the back you can see a splash of pink that is a rose from her rosebush too.  It's a beautiful old fashioned rosebush and it rambles up the side of our house.  I like it and its history.

I'm trying to just plant heirloom flowers that would have been common at the time the house was built during the Depression.  I love that even things like flowers have a history and their seasons.

I also just transplanted some lettuce and arugula I had been growing.  No pictures though because its a wee bit wilty at the moment.  As I was transplanting the 30 or so heads of lettuce that are truly going to need harvesting in about the same week, I was trying to think of all the things you could make with lettuce and arugula.  Either way I figured it, it was going to be a lot of green consumption. 

I've been trying to eat seasonally in the last six months, which means not a lot of fresh produce during the winter.  In fact, winter food was very heavy--a lot of butternut squash too.  And it was nice, but all of sudden there is SO much variety.  I went a little crazy at last week's farmer's market: rhubarb, strawberries, spinach, tomatoes (grown in a local green house), and broccoli.  It's a treat after waiting so long. 

Which makes it all pretty silly to worry about having too much lettuce.  Brad and I don't use air conditioning in the summer: when it's hot it's nice to be hot and when it's cool it's nice to be cool.  Everything has a time and a season.    Now, it's not always nice to hot, especially when you are in the thick of it, but those days do seem idyllic in the middle of February.  I think that's how it will be with lettuce.  It's a fragile crop and it's season doesn't last very long.  So, while it's here, we're going to eat a lot of lettuce.  And, with that perspective, I'm looking forward to green's for breakfast!  (And before you knock that, fresh grown spinach tastes awfully good with those eggs!)