Author: betsydionne
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Apple Picking
Its not fall until you go apple picking! We took advantage of the last warm days to enjoy apple picking and a picnic lunch. Finding happiness in the simple things and looking forward to homemade apple pie.
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The Final Harvest
We did not have much of a garden this year. After a late start we managed to get a few tomato plants in the ground as well as a very underperforming squash. The only thing that has grown well has been the herb garden, which I plan on expanding next year. Despite our lackluster effort…
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Six Unconventional Spooky Season Movies
I find my favorite spooky movies are not necessarily “Horror” movies. Instead, I like films that are a little strange and have a supernatural or magical element. I also enjoy historical horrors like The Witch or The Wind. Instead of listing my favorite movies to watch this time of year I thought I would make…
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Encouraging a Reluctant Hiker
I have a confession to make. Despite all the time we spend outside my oldest does not like hiking! If I so much as mention that we are going hiking she will raise a ruckus. Hiking is hard, hiking is boring, I’m tired!!!! I know many families who would love to get out on the…
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Embracing Fall
Cultivating special ways to mark the change of seasons allows us to savor the passage of time. Fall has always been my favorite season, the crips air, smell of woodsmoke and frost, and the fun activities. It can also be a hard time of the year, the days are growing shorter, the freedom and sunshine…
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Fire Cider
I’ve always wanted make fire cider. It is a well known tonic for any herbalist’s arsenal. There are many good recipes online and I’m still learning the ins and outs of making my own. To make fire cider you gather immune boosting herbs, hot peppers, citrus, garlic, ginger, and anything that that will add a…
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Shifting into fall
The mornings are getting chillier and the leaves are starting to change. The shortening days signal the shift of seasons but even more so I can smell it in the air. The smell of green grass is replaced by drying leaves, wood smoke, and just a hint of snow. I feel it in my bones…
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Home in Maine
No matter how many places I live, home will always be where I was born and raised. Maine will always be the place I experience the magic of childhood and the wonder of growing up. Pleasant memories are always gilded in gold. Oftentimes when we go back to chase those experiences the thrill falls short.…
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Camp Time
There are certain spaces where timing and routine are rendered meaningless. The first that comes to mind is the airport. Where human beings keep odd hours, it’s perfectly acceptable to have a gin and tonic at 10am, and depending on your destination, you can literally travel through time. Another, which I like to think of…
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A Tale of a Rather Small Garden
Our garden is small this year. And by small I mean less than a half dozen plants, of those I think we may only get 5 tomatoes and a few handfuls of fresh herbs. Despite having a extremely productive garden for the past three years I was feeling very intimated this spring. Gardening in sunny…
Bit of Betsy 