These days my cooking philosophy is to get creative with what I have in my kitchen. I started the new year with loaded potato soup, courtesy of the bounteous crop of potatoes that survived last year’s drought.

Gardening feeds my body and soul. That’s why it’s difficult to put the garden to bed at the end of the season. A couple of weeks ago, I walked around fallen walnuts in the yard to cut all of my chard, kale and beet greens, thinking that was it for

I don’t remember when I first tried sun-dried tomatoes, but I instantly loved them. I’ve never been a fan of fresh tomatoes; the texture and acidity don’t agree with me. But when tomatoes are dried, the flavor is concentrated into a delectable bite.

I joke that we’re going to start a fruit of the month club. The later part of May yielded strawberries. All of June was devoted to blueberry picking. July is looking like a sea of blackberries.

I went for a walk in the rain this afternoon. It wasn’t exactly intentional. I often take a walk during lunch to get outside and breathe deeply of the day. The sparse clouds encouraged me to carry my umbrella just in case. Approximately two-thirds of the way through my walk,

It’s that time of year when I look in the freezer every week to see what’s in there that I need to use. During the rich garden harvest days of summer and fall, we freeze some of our produce, or what we get from friends, to use during the off-season.