Monthly Archives: November 2017

A Mind of Its Own

Posted on November 29, 2017 by amanandhishoe

Each tree has a mind of its own. We have a pear tree whose leaves stay green all winter, and don’t fall off until the new leaves come out in the spring. This year we trimmed it way back, and … Continue reading →

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Of Fanged-Things and Fallen Giants

Posted on November 22, 2017 by amanandhishoe

Something was amiss last night. It was in the warm night air. Stepping out of the cabin where I make tofu, there was no November chill in the air. A warm night breeze wafted over the dark pond. At dawn, … Continue reading →

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Time to Experiment

Posted on November 20, 2017 by amanandhishoe

With no farmers markets to worry about, I have time to hone my bread baking, and experiment. What if I add more levain, or change the moisture content of the levain, or let the dough rest longer, or rise longer, … Continue reading →

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Camouflage

Posted on November 17, 2017 by amanandhishoe

Snowgeese camouflage as clouds. Maybe that is one reason they gather in such huge flocks. On the ground they look like snow. When they take to the air, they look like a fog bank or clouds nestled against the mountains. … Continue reading →

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What Passes for a Sunny Day in Mid-November

Posted on November 15, 2017 by amanandhishoe

In mid-July a day isn’t a sunny one unless the sky is crystal clear at dawn and no clouds mar the cobalt sky all day. By mid-November, our standards for a sunny day have crumbled, and if we can spot … Continue reading →

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Mystery is a Tiny Egg

Posted on November 7, 2017 by amanandhishoe

Morning starts with a heavy frost, turning leaves to leather and wood to fine art. Watching coffee roasting is a pleasing activity. Having a nearby friendly coffee roaster you can enjoy a pleasant conversation with while you pick up your … Continue reading →

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Where Snow Belongs

Posted on November 6, 2017 by amanandhishoe

Snow belongs up there, not down here. Saturday’s snow is but a memory. The sun has seen to that. The snow has retreated up into the hills and mountains where it belongs. Mt. Baker can have as much snow as … Continue reading →

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Early First Snow

Posted on November 3, 2017 by amanandhishoe

Waking up this morning came with a big surprise, snow. This is the earliest snowfall since we moved here twelve years ago. It snowed steadily all morning, before stopping, and melting away. The chickens don’t let a little snow slow … Continue reading →

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All the Way from Umingmak Nuna

Posted on November 2, 2017 by amanandhishoe

A carpet of fallen leaves greeted me when I went out to the cabin to make tofu this morning. “Whoa!” I said when I stepped through the gate and saw all the leaves, wheelbarrows and wheelbarrows of leaves for the … Continue reading →

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On Golden Pond

Posted on November 1, 2017 by amanandhishoe

Against a slate November sky, ceanothus blossoms wait in vain for bumblebees to come tickle their blue petals. Most of the bumblebees have passed away. The surviving bumblebee gynes have all gone to bed, burrowing into the ground to pass … Continue reading →

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