Aren't My Tomatoes Gorgeous? Well Worth The Wait.

Aren't my tomatoes gorgeous? Well worth the wait.

Yellow zebra beefsteak heirloom.

Fair season in upstate NY is becoming my favorite time of year. I can't think of a better way to spend my birthday month.. and peep that apple cider slushy!

✨Manifesting a homestead of our very own✨

“Maybe it was the smell of ripe tomatoes, or the oriole singing, or that certain slant of light on a yellow afternoon and the beans hanging thick around me. It just came to me in a wash of happiness that made me laugh out loud, startling the chickadees who were picking at the sunflowers, raining black and white hulls on the ground. I knew it with a certainty as warm and clear as the September sunshine. The land loves us back. She loves us with beans and tomatoes, with roasting ears and blackberries and birdsongs. By a shower of gifts and a heavy rain of lessons. She provides for us and teaches us to provide for ourselves. That’s what good mothers do.”

— Robin Wall Kimmerer, Braiding Sweetgrass

🚨Proud maker alert🚨

I stumbled across these adorable Pop Tart book sleeves on Etsy last week. After tallying up over $60 to have two of them sent to me (reasonable, but I'm a SAHM), I decided to spend that same amount on a crochet class over the weekend and made two myself! A mixed berry for my Kindle, and a funfetti for my eldest son's chapter books. I'm thrilled I was able to learn a useful new life skill while supporting a local yarn shop.

oh to be a little frog swimming amongst the pondweed