When Christmas is coming to the farm, there's no such thing as too many goodies. When you set out to bake them, you must think of the numbers, the quantity of choices, and the always empty tummies of the grandkids! Our family has grown quite large, and Christmas is one of those times when we [...]
One of my favourite things to do is get out into the bush and pick huckleberries. (how can you not want to be here with that view?) When our kids were growing up, we often did this as a family, sometimes camping for the night. We all loved to get out there, but my oldest [...]
When I think of my dad, I think of gentleness, wisdom, quiet and humour. He loved to sit and listen to his kids, grandkids, and tease them. He also loved my mom's cooking and baking. In the summer he would come in after putting up hay and sit down to mom's cold coffee - oh, [...]
I grew up on a small farm, where making most everything from "scratch" was the norm. My mom and Grandma were known for their good home cooked food and fresh baking. Every Saturday was Bread making day. There was almost always cinnamon buns at the end of every bowl. Mom would cut the little ends [...]
