• Gardening

    An Ode to Winter from an Obsessive Gardener’s Perspective

    Remember how I was longing for the quiet of the winter months when I was knee-deep in canning jars and produce-laden wicker baskets? How I was looking forward to putting my feet up and reaping the literal fruits of our labours? Well, we are up to our eyeballs in snow and more is on it’s way. The desolate, cold, blustery winter months in Canada have descended upon us….and I couldn’t be happier. Winter may just be my new favourite season. Turns out there is nothing better than sitting in a warm house on a cold day, eating fruit salad (from our copious amounts of fruit that we froze during the…

  • 100-Mile Food

    Soil Beneath My Nails

    Even though here in Ontario spring has taken forever to shed it’s winter-y skin, it’s that time of year again. The trees are that vibrant, eye-aching chartreuse green that can only been noticed in May. The soil smells wet and dank after soaking up the snow and torrential April showers. Every breath is full of promise and anticipation. Anyone who knows me well enough will know at this time of the year, it’s likely easier to find me at the greenhouse than anywhere else. My manicure consists of garden soil French tips, and I’m probably wearing my harem pants because they make me feel more like Mother Earth. This time…