Flying into fall

by Beth Shepherd
( September 19th, 2014 )


Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.


~George Eliot


My feathered friends are getting ready for fall, fattening their bellies with suet and sweets, preparing for the season to come.


Hummingbird and scarlett runner beans


Hummingbird on runer bean


Hummingbird on vine maple


Blue jay on the fence


Finch at the birdbath  Chickadee on a branch


Take the road less traveled, Beth

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If you can’t bring the girl to Armenia

by Beth Shepherd
( September 17th, 2014 )

...bring Armenian food to the girl.

Armenian food

Seattle is a long way from Armenia but, in early fall, my heart is there. I long for a warm evening, a sidewalk cafe, and a slice of lahmajun with a glass of tahn on the side. So on a warm night in late September, we laid out an assortment of small plates on our deck.  I freely admit it’s not the real Armenian deal. Pita took the place of lavash, Loukanika (Thank you Olympic Provisions!) stood in for sujuk, and none of my favorites—like Spas (yogurt soup), kufteh (stuffed meat balls) or lahmajun (pizza)—graced our table.

But in the spirit of Armenia, we dined. I closed my eyes and—for a moment—tried to imagine we had just returned from an evening stroll, where we walked up the to the top of the Cascade, and gazed down upon all of Yerevan with Mt. Ararat looming on the horizon, instead of sitting beside the Cascade Mountains under the shadow of  Mt. Rainier.

Mid-east thali and Maggie

Take the road less traveled, Beth

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The carrot seed: Homegrown goodness

by Beth Shepherd
( September 12th, 2014 )

One of Little Bird’s favorite books is ‘The Carrot Seed,” written by Ruth Krauss and originally published in 1945. The story features a little boy who plants a carrot seed. No one in his family thinks it will come up. But the little boy knows better. He pulls the weeds and waters his carrot until, one day, a carrot grows. Just like he knew it would.

Her first crop was decidedly on the petite size. Even though this variety, Nantes, can be grown in a pot, we clearly need a larger pot. But this pot of carrots was her first crop, hers and hers alone.

Planting carrotsPlanting carrots in March.


CarrotsSeptember is harvest time.


Picking carrotsPicking her carrots.


Homegrown carrotsHomegrown teensie carrots.


Eating carrotsThe proof is in the pudding—er—carrots.


Chewing her carrotsTaking a bite.


Eating carrots 2The verdict: “I like them, Mama.”


“Can I try one.”


“No.”


Take the road less traveled, Beth

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