Here I am.

I’m back. And I have so much to tell you. For the past five and a half years I’ve been deep in the frenetic, slow, joyful, depleting, isolating, transformative phase of self-discovery that is birthing and raising young children. There wasn’t much time for blogging, though there were a few false starts. I became a … Continue reading Here I am.

Variety Supper

This weekend I attended a local event steeped in tradition – the Conquerell Mills Horse and Ox Pull and Variety Supper. I was lured there by my foodie neighbour who promised long tables full of comfortingly humble farmer far. It certainly delivered- though the platter of fried balogna, popular last year, was no where to  be … Continue reading Variety Supper