Smells like Mud…

Smells like Mud…

Gritty sidewalks yet to be swept, discarded Christmas trees scorched orange from the sun sit in alley ways, school children shiver in their brightly colored flip-flops as they walk to school and the intoxicating smell of mud. It’s Spring in … Continue reading

Mother’s Day and Artichokes

Mother’s Day takes on a whole new meaning when your children have moved away from home. I am sitting in my kitchen at the farm remembering my Mother’s Day the year the girls were 10 years old. Ralph was away on a business … Continue reading