Thursday, September 29, 2016

Today's picture/bread quote

I saw this today at King Arthur Flour in Norwich, Vermont. These could be my words!

Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Entering a contest

Last month my friend Les wrote a blog entry about the chance to win a gift card to either Amazon or Barnes and Noble.

"Post on your Facebook wall a photo of yourself, your spouse (or S.O.), or a pet reading Leveling the Playing Field.” 

I left a comment saying that I would if I were on Facebook. She wrote back saying that I could enter with a photo on my blog. 


Since neither Tom nor I have had time this busy summer to do much reading, neither of us has read the book yet. But I did buy it when it first came out, and one evening I looked over at Lucy in the chair beside me and lo and behold, she had fallen asleep reading.


It's a little hard to see the title, but the book is called Leveling the Playing Field by Rod Scher who happens to be Les' husband! He has his own blog called The Geekly Weekly which you may find here

Sunday, September 25, 2016

A reprise of the summer bouquets!

Yesterday we went to a family wedding, and the woman who grows the CSA flowers I've posted about this past summer did the flowers. It was fun to watch her getting things set up.




And this morning she offered bouquets to those of us who had stayed overnight. I brought ours home and put it in the same bucket, and voila, summer returns to Windy Poplars for a few days.

Thursday, September 22, 2016

Today's poem by Midge Goldberg

I've posted poems on the blog for a long time. Sometimes there are hardly any comments, and other times there are many. A few people have said they didn't think they liked poetry until they read a poem here. That's probably because I enjoy poems that I can understand.

A few months ago I was introduced to the poet Midge Goldberg on a New Hampshire Public Radio program called The Bookshelf. You may listen to it here. The host describes her poems as "accessible," which is so important to me as a reader.

I bought her newest collection.


Now, Here

This isn't nowhere, but it's nowhere
enough. A narrow forest hides
this pond, this house, this plot of sky.
Only the highest pine,
branches gesticulating,
reaches the wider world.
A coyote threads the woods, unnoticed.

Midge Goldberg 

Saturday, September 17, 2016

Farm To Table Supper

I found this recipe on Martha Stewart’s page where you may watch a short video of it being prepared.

I changed it just a bit, including the portions since it was for just Tom and I. This is the simplest of suppers, yet so delicious. A perfect summer meal. My pasta came from Italy and my olive oil from Tunisia, but everything else came from Windy Poplars Farm!


Cut up some tomatoes. Chop some basil and parsley. Put a few cloves of garlic through the garlic press. Add olive oil. Sprinkle with salt (and pepper, if you like).


Cook pasta. Drain. Put pasta in your bowl or on a plate, and top with the mixture.


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Thursday, September 8, 2016

Today's picture/Week twelve CSA flowers


Week twelve, the last CSA bouquet of the season. And what a beauty it is! I'm wild about the dahlias, and from what I've read so are a lot of other people. It is a current star in the flower world. Not great shots but they show the cool way the dahlia opens.



Does anyone know what this is?? Liatris? Isn't it a great color!!


We are already on next year's list, as is our daughter. We have so enjoyed these weekly bouquets.

Saturday, September 3, 2016

Blueberries

Years ago we drove past our neighbors' house and saw a sign that read 'blueberries for sale.' We knew the grower and his wife only to speak to and we still just see them at blueberry time but for that one month or so in the summer we visit often and have some great conversations. At first he had a regular woman customer and any people who saw the sign. Our first year he took down the sign when he realized that the woman, and Tom and I would buy all his berries. I'm not sure what happened to the woman but now we are his only customers. It is like having our own personal grower. He'll call and leave a message, always identifying himself, and saying, "I've got some berries if you want them." And we always do.

This year for the first time, we kept track of how many we bought. I'm going to jot the amounts down here so I'll have a record.

July 27 - 5 quarts
July 29 - 4 quarts
August 1 - 6 quarts
August 4 - 7 quarts
August 7 - 9 quarts
August 9 - 6 quarts
August 12 - 6 quarts
August 15 - 9 quarts
August 19 - 4 quarts
August 24 - 3 quarts
August 28 - 2 quarts

61 quarts in all, at $5.50 per quart equals $335.50. That may sound like a lot of money but if I were to buy blueberries in the store, either fresh or frozen, the cost would be a lot greater. Plus, these are local, unsprayed, and frozen as fresh as can be.

They go on cookie sheets in the freezer for a few hours, and then I put them in freezer bags.



One day the grower and Tom had a talk about blueberries. Tom said that blueberries are very good for you, with lots of antioxidants. And the man paused a bit, wondering about this because he has had esophageal cancer. And then his eyes lit up, and he said maybe that's why he is cancer-free now because of eating so many blueberries.

From The Guardian:
Blueberries are a rich source of anthocyanins, flavonoids and phenols, such as chlorogenic acid, quercetin, lutein and kaempferol. These are anti-inflammatories and antioxidants which strengthen the body's defences against free radicals. So eating blueberries could help protect against cancer, heart disease and age-related degenerative diseases. Their store of vitamin C also boosts the immune system.
In a 2008 study, tests of New Jersey blueberries found that organically grown ones had significantly more phenolic and anthocyanin antioxidants, and a significantly higher antioxidant capacity, than the conventionally grown equivalent.

We eat them in our yogurt or kefir every single morning, so here's hoping.

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