Category / growing

July 2, 2014
I hadn’t tasted a gooseberry until I was in my late 30’s. I was in my dear friend Viola’s garden when I saw a unique bush growing on the edge of the vegetable bed. There it was with sweet delicate frilly leaves dotted with darling red green orbs. They were ripe. I picked one and…

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Sharing an inspired life from the New England seaside. Chickens, Bees, Gardens, Art and Yummy Goodness.