Finding Lemon aid in a huge bowl of lemons.

I can not begin to tell all of you what a crazy time it has been here at Hrafinstaad.My head is spinning from it all.Figuring out how to turn the biggest bowl of lemons into lemon aid has been a  bigger challenge than all of the medical stuff we went through with Issac.I think it's all squeezed out with only a few bitter parts left.

Where to begin.....


How about with a bitter sweet thing first? As some of you know we have fruit trees in our front gardens,a grafted apple with 6 varieties and an Italian Prune.This year after waiting 3 years for a real crop of apples and 2 years for a small handful of prunes it was looking like we were finally going to have a bit of our own fruit.Yeah! Right? This past Saturday when Chance and I came home someone had stolen ALL of the fruit from our trees.

What a heart ache.I was dreaming of Apple Pie warm with a dab of vanilla ice cream.But noooo,poof our fruit was gone.We were so upset by this we posted signs on both trees.We nicely told the thief that we had been waiting three years for that fruit and it was for our family to eat.If they were hungry and in need they were welcome to knock on our door and we would help them with a meal.

Last night a lady neighbor and her little girl came to our door.These were new faces to me and that little one was sooo cute.They had read our signs and it sadden them since this was their first year getting a good crop of apples too.To show their camaraderie as fellow Urban Farmers, the lady baked us an Apple Pie! Ah dang that pulled at my heart strings.And I got to meet new neighbors.

A not so nice part to the past few weeks,Chance and I have been working,working and working with our schedules being changed almost daily.It was like we were inside the pitcher of lemon aid getting a good stir around to the point that none of us knew which was up.That's done and over with,whew.

The garden though has suffered. Well kind of,it has just grown into the biggest craziest jungle of food.It's still there and looking bountiful somehow.You just gotta rummage a bit to find what you are looking for.

And somewhere in there I decided it was time to get back to school and do something I had passion for.I have submitted my application for a program where I will become a Nutritional Therapy Practitioner.Which is a Holistic approach to food as medicine.That is a tiny nutshell of an explanation ,so here's a link with better information. I am trying to keep this a short-ish post.I will say though,this is something right up my alley and something I truly believe in,the proof being Issac and I's own health through this approach.

Finally the part that I don't know if there's enough "sugar" out there to make it sweet.Due to an emergency my Mom is moving in with us for 4-6 months.This my friends is as much of a jungle of chaos as our garden.All I will say is pray for our sanity.Donations of chocolate or booze gladly accepted.


I really can't say what the coming weeks will hold as far as blogging.Chance and I do want to make Current Jam using our Red Currents,not stolen but would have puckered the thief's lips making it easier to find them.And I have Apples for Sauce and Butter on order so that will happen.Oh and Pickles.

I am wanting to find the time to get back to my posting series and now that the time consuming  parts of life have slowed down it will happen.I know this does not sound all that insane but really we were stuck in a tornado waiting to land in Oz but came home to Hrafinstaad instead.There's a whole list of little things that just kept coming one after another,boring things like the washing machine needing to be fixed (Yet again thankful for Chance's useful hands and mind.) that I don't need to list but sucked.

Last of all I would like to thank Mercury for going into retrograde but next time keep your chaos to yourself!


Rois