Welcome to a Year in Vermont

Happy  New Year! It’s 9 am on January first and I can only now write 1-1-16 because I fell asleep before midnight last night. I’ve never gone out to a New Year’s Eve party in my entire life. When I was a teenager, I baby sat and when I was older, I preferred to stay.. read more →

Joyousa Knitting 5

This week I am going to blog about knitting books that made me smile this year. The posts are coming in the order in which I found the books. Each is a mini-review with a list of what made me smile as I read the book. In the Footsteps of Sheep: Tales of a Journey through.. read more →

Joyous Knitting 3

I am going to blog about knitting books that made me smile this year. read more →

Joyous Knitting 2

This week I am going to blog about knitting books that made me smile this year. The posts are coming in the order in which I found the books. Each is a mini-review with a list of what made me smile as I read the book. 2. Knitting Stories: Personal Essays and Seven Coast Salish-Inspired Knitting.. read more →

Joyous Knitting

This week I am going to blog about knitting books that made me smile this year. The posts are coming in the order in which I found the books. Each is a mini-review with a list of what made me smile as I read the book. 1. Knitsonik Stranded Colourwork Sourcebook: A knitting book that shows you.. read more →

Edible Memories: Food and Pleasure

I’m sorry so many of my posts are downers this month. I make no pretense of having a sophisticated palette. When I think of pleasure in relation to food, it all goes back to childhood and my grandparents. Sweet and savory, all served up at Grandma’s kitchen table. No meal of Foie Gras-Banana Bread Terrine.. read more →

Edible Memories: Food & Friendship

Food & Friendship Yesterday I spent the afternoon baking. I made healthy oatmeal bars with raspberries, 37-calorie gluten-free brownies, and mini sugar-free cheesecakes in muffin tins. I did it all myself, alone in my kitchen. Such a difference from so many past holiday seasons where I have baked pumpkin, apple, and cherry pies for Thanksgiving.. read more →

Edible Memories: Food & Tradition

Keeping traditions live won’t stop death. What good are traditions without the people who surrounded me with love when I was a child? My life is slowly drawing to an end. I am 53. Now that may not seem very old to you, but my grandparents have been gone for decades. How long do my.. read more →

Edible Memories: Food & Courage

It took courage for my parents to marry each other. Or, to be more specific, it took courage for them to become part of each other’s families.   Grandma Druchunas was worried because Mom was Jewish. Is that why Mom converted? “If you’re interested in religion, why don’t you follow your own?” Grandpa Tolen asked her… read more →

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