It's been a while. You may have thought that I had died- sometimes I had thought that I had died. Overall though, it was me trying to figure things out. While I've been away from you, I've been cooking and photographing and working in my small garden. I'm in love with my farmer's market and the local co-op. I've been reading about keeping bees and canning, and the husband and I have been trying to master the art of cheese making. I've been reading cookbooks like they're novels and I've been reading a lot about plants and urban farming. I'm not sure if I will ever be the type of girl to have chickens or goats, although the idea does interest me. What I would like to do though is this: I'd like to get a house and a bigger garden. I'd like to keep cooking and growing, but be able, eventually, to do it on a larger scale than I can do now.
I've been finding myself in my small garden and hauling my meager harvests into the kitchen for experiments. Then, I found myself at the farmer's market here again, lugging home supplemental ingredients- only this time around, I liked it. And it's been strange but somehow, I've started finding myself liking where I live more than I ever thought possible.