by Sue Schlabach | Jan 6, 2013 | Christmas, Holidays, homepage, Natural World, Vermont, Winter
Today I took down the Christmas tree. The momentary sadness was instantly replaced with the euphoria that comes with moving the furniture around. I trimmed the rosemary plant of dry ends and woody twigs, filling the house with its piny scent, to replace the...
by Sue Schlabach | Dec 2, 2012 | Christmas, Creativity, Friendship, Handmade, Holidays, homepage, Natural World, Vermont, Winter
Fresh snow fell yesterday morning. A nice way to begin December. I pinned the first of Peggy’s jingle bells to the hem of my coat, opened the first of my 24 advent packages—a gorgeous garland of rustic wooden stars—sent from my dear friend in France, and headed...
by Sue Schlabach | Oct 22, 2012 | Autumn, Color, Eating and Cooking, Farm Life, Garden, Local Food, Natural World, Vermont
My husband came through the door about 30 minutes earlier than usual this evening. “Quick!” he said, “Let’s plant the garlic before the sun goes down.” I was fiddling with an image in Photoshop and the glow of my computer screen...
by Sue Schlabach | Sep 29, 2012 | Autumn, England, Summer, Vermont
“Listen! The wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves, We have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!” Humbert Wolfe Autumn has only arrived, in accordance with the calendar. Though leaves have been falling and the air is chill each morning for a...
by Sue Schlabach | Aug 28, 2012 | Artisanal Living, Chickens, Eating and Cooking, Family, Farm Life, Garden, Recipes, Summer, Vermont
Tonight’s dinner of braised root vegetables was seasoned with bouquet garni—a pleasing little bundle of parsley, thyme and bay. We ate the sweet potatoes, carrots, and beets over gnocchi, drizzled with the pan juices, butter, and chopped herbs. The wind picked...
by Sue Schlabach | Aug 24, 2012 | Autumn, Creativity, Design, Handmade, In the Studio, Natural World, Sewing, Summer, Vermont
This is what late August feels like-misty and chilly when we wake up. Our view is eclipsed by clouds that sit on our hilltop obscuring everything a few feet beyond the windows. I am out in the studio at 7 am and the sun just broke through the fog. Outside me door jays...
