Archive for September, 2009
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Sep 30, 2009
No CommentsUpdate: Green Potatoes
I received a comment on my old blog yesterday reprimanding me for not tossing the green potatoes I pulled this spring and advising me that I should read up on my history of the Irish Potato Famine… *sigh* Since I am taking that blog down (no need for repetition), I thought I would address the...
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Sep 29, 2009
1 CommentReview: A Million Miles in a Thousand Years by Donald Miller
I have the honor of participating in Thomas Nelson’s book review bloggers program. The first title I selected for review is Donald Miller’s new book, A Million Miles in a Thousand Years. Donald Miller has been one of my favorite authors for the past few years. His breakout title Blue Like Jazz gave voice to...
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Sep 28, 2009
No CommentsMaking Room for Growth
Last weekend I harvested two and a half pounds of green beans, three pounds of Roma tomatoes, and tons of bell peppers. It was a wonderful feeling to see so much produce on our counter, to know that we had grown it ourselves, and to feel that sense of accomplishment. Then on Monday, I pulled...
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Sep 20, 2009
No CommentsSecond Nature: A Gardener’s Education
Last spring I came down with an infection that gave me a lot of extra downtime for reading, which was excellent timing because it was planting time, and I had no idea what I was doing when it came to spring and summer gardening. I used the opportunity of my indisposition to learn how to...
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Sep 19, 2009
1 CommentU2 at Soldier Field
Chris and I had an amazing weekend last weekend. We went to the Notre Dame v. Michigan game in Ann Arbor with his brothers, a cousin, and a friend on Saturday. Then on Sunday, he and his brothers and I went to the U2 concert at Soldier Field in Chicago. It was an AMAZING trip!...
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Sep 08, 2009
No CommentsCanning 101
This is a wonderful time of year in the garden. We’re overflowing in basil, tomatoes, bell peppers, and green beans, and our onions, potatoes, and pumpkins are really taking...
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Sep 04, 2009
No CommentsThe Weariness of Midday
Many years ago when I was an intern, I found this quote by Dag Hammarskjold, wrote it on a sticky note, and posted it in my cubicle: “When the morning’s freshness has been replaced by the weariness of midday, when the leg muscles quiver under the strain, the climb seems endless, and, suddenly, nothing will...
