People get weirded the eff out when I tell them that I make my own almond milk. Not sure why. They are not my people. And if you are perusing this blog, then maybe you can be my person. Welcome! We like you already!
We’ve been MIA these last two weeks. On the go, but constantly learning! In honor of today’s “holiday” here is a picture of some beautiful West Virginian trees from a hike in the woods. I look at the trees and automatically feel more grounded.
There is something about a hammock. It transcends any other outdoor seating/laying arrangement. A hammock is resplendent and whimsical in an outdoor space. And Ferngully just had to have one.
When I think of the title of this blog post, which is actually the name of an amazing magazine and an event, I think of flower crowns and the Age of Aquarius. But it’s none of those things.
When I read, see, or say this word aloud (and many of its synonyms), I immediately think of the Silence of the Lambs. Feel free to read the rest of this post in my worst Hannibal Lecter impression… “Fava Beans!”
If you’re an avid tea drinker, you’ve probably heard of Yaupon. If you’re not, I’m about to give you an earful! 😀
I’ve mentioned in a previous post about not knowing much about growing things. It’s a skillset we are trying to conquer (with many fails). Only in the last 6 years, or so, have I even tried to be adventurous enough to keep anything more than a jade plant alive (I killed it). Or rosemary (I’ve…