books

QUENCH

 

HANDMADE GATHERINGS

 

A YEAR OF PIES!

 

HOMEMADE LIVING: HOME DAIRY

 

HOMEMADE LIVING: KEEPING BEES

 

HOMEMADE LIVING: CANNING & PRESERVING

 

HOMEMADE LIVING: KEEPING CHICKENS


Instagram
  • One of my favorite aspects of autumn is the return of panini-pressed sandwiches. Made this turkey, Jarlsberg, Mojito slaw (cabbage & mint), and quince chutney (with fruits from my mom's quince bush) number today. Best enjoyed on the patio as autumn foliage drifts down from above.
  • So excited for @cbnavl and his lovely book
  • #tbt There is a part of my being that will always want to be where ferries are present. #writedoebay
  • One of the best aspects of all of these picnic photo shoots has been spending time with people I love. I sure do have some wonderful people in my life. Love you, buddies! Shown here: Meg Carswell Reilley (an exquisitely gifted photographer), Alisa Carswell Reilley (an incredibly talent graphic designer), @fernworks (a jewelry designer of abundant creativity), and @killaspro (a coffee connoisseur and all around funny guy).
  • Up on the roof! ?
  • I love what I do. That includes staging a
  • He may be a newly minted 4 year-old, but he still has a round baby nose and says things like
  • Hot dogs for the birthday boy at Montreat Park (from Foothills Meat), as requested.
  • Montreat. Amazing every day of the year, especially today, on Huxley's birthday.
  • On the eve of his 4th birthday, being the wild gnome that he is. My one and only.
  • Out on the patio. Definitely looking, and feeling, like autumn today!
  • One week ago today, Huxley, @glennbenglish, and I boarded a ferry and left our
my sponsors
Lucky-Design-7
budha hill natural toysImagine Childhood
Imagine ChildhoodBlissful Belly
Sponsorship Information
blog archive
  • 2014
  • 2013
  • 2012
  • 2011
  • 2010
  • 2009
  • 2008

A Dog’s Life





Dexter is learning how to play fetch. At present, he’s pretty terrible at it. He gets the whole chase-the-ball aspect; where he fails miserably is in the return. He gets all caught up in the ball’s inherent roundness and keeps rolling it back down the knoll on which our house is situated. His repeated runs up and down said knoll, coupled with the heat of N.C. in June, turns him into one tuckered out pooch. His supine stance, squinty eyes, and bared incisors pretty much tell the entire story. Here he can be witnessed in his native environment, on what I’ve dubbed “the Piggy throne.” 

8 Responses to A Dog’s Life