Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Pancakeday, Sunday. That's how it works in our house. We have replaced Saturday with Pancakeday. As soon as our oldest granddaughter could toddle over to our house by herself she started making pancakes on Saturday mornings with Tadda. Dragging the kitchen chair over to the counter, she would help Tadda … Continue reading Pancake Day
I have just a few memories of my grandparents when I was a child.We moved around a lot and didn't see them very often. Both my Grandfathers died when I was very young. My one memory of my Papa Olson is the deep pockets of his great big coat. He would come in the door … Continue reading Just call me Umma
https://www.instagram.com/p/BJYbO0Gj5G5/?taken-by=thewellnessalmanac I finished my stint as "guestgrammer" on the Winds of Change Instagram account last week. https://www.instagram.com/p/BJbYebZD5kO/?taken-by=thewellnessalmanac As I took photos and then chose ones to post I found they all had a common thread: There is simple beauty all around us if we choose to see it. https://www.instagram.com/p/BJi12t7jTIV/?taken-by=thewellnessalmanac Most of the time we are … Continue reading The Simple Life: a recap of a week spent with Michelle Beks
Anxiety. It seems to be the "new" mental health buzz word. Everywhere you look on social media there are articles and blogs about it. It is something I think we all deal with at one time or another in our lives. Most of the time we can just power through and get past it. Looking … Continue reading Oh, hello anxiety. You’re back, are you?
Driving home from Squamish one day, 20 or more years ago, I was listening to The Almanac on CBC radio. The topic was small acreages and people going back to the land. The guest mentioned this book by Carla Emery more than once in his hour on the show. It was called The Encyclopedia of … Continue reading #Wellness Reads: The Encyclopedia of Country Living
A few pretty blooms have been proliferating in my yard of late, but this year, instead of saying, oh, how lovely, I've been saying, "No! No! Don't eat that!" (to the toddler) and "don't think you can trick me with your innocent face" (to the daisies). I've been tearing a few of them up, because … Continue reading Of Good Flowers and Bad Flowers, an Invasive Species Hunt
It is spring in the town of Pemberton. Snow has melted, the grass is turning green and trees are about to bud. The daylight hours are getting longer and people are shedding layers of winter wear. It is a whole different story just a few miles north on the Pemberton Meadows Road. Every winter as … Continue reading Seasonal Observations: 5 Signs of Spring in the Upper Pemberton Meadows
The newspapers under the floor... Sounds like the title of a Nancy Drew mystery. What my husband found one wintery Sunday afternoon was nothing short of amazing. He was in the process of beefing up the floor of his wood workshop on our farm. He wanted to lift up the old lino in the building … Continue reading Finding History Under the Floor
I am often asked "What do you farmers do all winter?" - as if the blanket of snow has by some magic made all of our work disappear. (It does do a good job of covering up certain jobs but they are still there... under the snow.) When potato harvest is done in October, we … Continue reading January Sweet January
Potatoes. The Pemberton Valley is famous for them. Delicious little nuggets lovingly plucked from the earth in hues of red, gold, brown and white. Sold locally at farmers markets and then roasted, baked, boiled or fried. You may think nothing more about those potatoes after you have done your dinner dishes until the next time … Continue reading You say potato….