Beginning
In this blog I hope to venture in and out of the garden as I write about food, travel and, of course, my garden itself.
I love to cook and have years of experience as a completely self-taught, fully amateur cook for family and friends, or as I like to call them, the ever willing victims of my experiments. My cooking has been influenced by several trips to Italy, several stints with vegetarianism and an addiction to television cooking shows stemming back to my childhood when Julia Child’s “The French Chef” aired on the same station as Sesame Street.
I recently joined a Community Supported Agriculture (CSA) program at Fairview Gardens. It is a simple but brilliant concept. Consumers pay upfront for a portion of the harvest. Each week I pick up an assortment of organic, freshly picked, seasonal fruits and vegetables. It varies each week and the surprise of it all has really influenced the way I cook and eat. I’m looking forward to sharing the recipes and ideas that the CSA experience has given me in this blog. And I encourage you to seek out the CSAs in your area and consider joining one.
As for my own little garden, it has felt a little neglected since I’m enjoying Fairview Garden tomatoes instead of planting my own this year. But my herb bed is thriving and the grapes are filling in the arbor, so it is still my favorite refuge and outdoor room. So, in or out of the garden, let the blog begin.







My husband brought me this present back from a visit to the 
My paternal grandfather was a cantankerous, partially deaf old thing who had a tendency to repeat long winded stories about his colorful past. But he had the greenest thumb I have ever seen. His passion in his retirement years was his garden. They moved to the small Northern California town of Red Bluff where they had a modest house with a huge dirt lot which he turned into his garden. 


I love their big fuzzy leaves and their very distinct peppermint scent. They are from South Africa, so they will only do well in climates that don't get below 25-30 degrees. In our climate they thrive year round with small sprays of white flowers in the spring. I suppose you can use their leaves in potpourri or even in cooking. But I just enjoy the look of them in my garden. Except, of course, right now when they are magnets for the ash. The fuzziness of their leaves makes it nearly impossible to brush or wash off all the ash. We’re going to need some serious rain to get my garden and my Pelargonium tomentosums clean again.
























