What a good time to celebrate – smack in the real depths of winter, where here in New England many call the ‘winter season’ November through March (though we all know well and good it can snow in October and April, too!). But February 2nd is the technical midpoint between the Winter Solstice and the Vernal Equinox.

I have always been especially connected to Imbolc, even before we celebrated the ‘seasonals’. My ancestors knew I was a woman and a witch. I was born and served out my childhood in Pennsylvania where Groundhog Day is centered (years ago doing some research I vaguely remember some other areas with other large rodents to foretell the weather – Badgers maybe in Staten Island?) and it has always been my favorite holiday. C’mon, a furry-faced little critter deciding our fate?!! I’m sold. Except for Punxatawney Phil, no one is really exploited or neglected or has a history of annihilation, so that makes it a pretty solid celebratory day to me (and really, for a groundhog, I bet Phil’s got it pretty cozy).

We prefer to celebrate our mid-winter with a little Scotch tasting party. We started around 2012 and we’ve only missed one or two, I think, since. It’s a lovely gathering, mostly people who like or are intrigued by Scotch (which many also happen to be close friends – great minds and all), some fancy foods (sometimes I try and steer for traditional Scottish or hearty fare and sometimes not, depends on if I find that something is supposed to be tasty with Scotch!) and a relaxed atmosphere. Josh likes to talk about Scotch so he introduces each with a little info where we can all get a glimpse of different regions and years and other taste factors. Everybody brings a bottle to try and we generally all learn something new.

This year we decorated the windows with magickal alder branches (the goddess tree with deep affinity to the faerie folk and properties to help overcome obstacles) and twinkly lights, made a vat of Chicken Pate and Pickles, Josh’s yummy Sourdough loaves, Scotch eggs and Fermented Mustard, Colcannon (or a version of Clapshot), Roast Pumpkin Mash with Sage, Cranberry Beans with Cider Syrup, Molasses Spice Cake, Apple Crisp, and guests brought delicious hummus and veggies, sexy cheeses, and a Chocolate Zucchini Bundt cake – AMAZING!! It was a nice spread, great conversation, and many many Scotch’s. What a way to survive the Winter! Thank you all so much! It is a holiday that is, in all its kookiness, close to our hearts – Happy Mid Winter!


Rock Bottom Recipe: Rock Bottom Lentils

Just in time for weekend planning – we’ll start a little tradition that every Thursday or Friday a recipe will be posted. Dishes that quintessentially make up our household. We are omnivores but I am quite skilled at turning many dishes into vegan or GF (feel free to ask if you don’t see correlating substitutions – I’ve probably made them at some point and have some insight). And though we do eat meat, we are not afraid of vegetables or vegetarian dinners. I think everyone is different and magickal and special and has their own food interests and preferences. I like to think I am sensitive enough and savvy enough to offer something for anyone.

This particular dish is a staple here – it’s relatively simple, very hearty, and pretty affordable. It’s one of those crazy dishes that doesn’t sound all that exciting but every time we make it, we are so happy once we take a bite and wonder why we thought we weren’t going to be satisfied. I hope you enjoy it – I tend to make a vat and then we forage from it for the weekend. Just a tip: I tend to ‘wing it’ when cooking (not baking, there I’m more of a stickler for the recipe) so don’t fret about small changes to the amounts, just do what feels good.

Rock Bottom Lentils

  • 2 cups lentils du puy (it really makes a difference to have these little green and black speckled wonders – they cook up fast and tasty)
  • 2 Large (28oz) cans of roasted diced tomatoes or 1 quart home canned tomatoes, coarsely chopped – all with juice, plus same amount of water (refill cans or jar)
  • 1 Medium onion, chopped (and optional, many times we omit because the child doesn’t care for them)
  • 2 Tbsp olive oil
  • 2 Tbsp chopped garlic
  • salt/pepper
  • Optional spices: bay leaf, 2 tsp ground cumin, 1 tsp ground cardamom, 2 Tbsp fresh thyme (or 2 tsp dried thyme) – or 4 sprigs, 2 tsp chili powder


  •  Complicated version: saute onions, cumin, cardamom in olive oil in Medium pot until fragrant. Add lentils and garlic and saute another 2 min (less ‘complicated’ version – don’t do this, just add everything to the pot at once, and yes, we have used schmaltz/lard/bacon fat at points to saute with, as well).
  •  Add rest of ingredients and bring to barely a boil, let actively simmer until desired consistency (we like it thick and soft but still soupy, these lentils retain their shape even when soft which is nice). Should take about 45 minutes.
  •  When ready – salt and pepper to taste, remove bay leaf and thyme sprigs if used.
  •  We serve it over jasmine rice with an extra swirl of olive oil.
  •  Extras: If you just need a little ‘more’ – or if you’ve had it for 2 days and want to re-excite it, it’s great with a side of sausage or with an egg on top. It’s even good on toast.
  • Serves 8 (w/o rice, 10 with). Enjoy! I think I’ll go make a pot of these yummies right now…I’ll post a pic when it’s done!




Year of the Rat

hmmm, let’s hope the rats are fortuitous and not rampant in New England carrying ticks and getting into stuff…I can think of some political rats that I could do without, as well (pretty much anyone that doesn’t respect other humans, including women, children, LGBTQ, other nationalities or lovely skin colors, mindsets, ecologists, artists, or anyone who freely thinks and cares about the world) so I will consider this more a Hindu mythological rat which helps us all overcome whatever obstacles we need to hurdle this year. Happy Lunar New Year! (yes, we’re heathens, we celebrate almost anything fun and positive…)

So, as a new start to a new thing (isn’t every day a new day of a new year?) the To-Do list is never-ending but always new. We are updating the house (always – it’s a process house, healthily reviving an old 1840’s small ‘farmhouse’, read: cape with small additions). Right now the ‘dining room’ – which we named Stan has new sheetrock (and removal of paneling, and a covering of the old front door, we took out the not original – not good – built-in, and will have a new coat of primer by Monday), and then we can move in the books (a new built-in bookshelf will be built this Spring) and the record player and piano. The other end of the house is quite heavy with all the goods from this end – very cramped and crowded and crazy. The new tv ‘snug’ has a new rug and soon a new little couch to make cozy but limit our screen time, and an expansion of our studio/ office will help to get more arting and writing done. The only thing left in the new bathroom is some trim and to finish 2 strips of wallpaper. And in the kitchen, the window sills and framing. The floors will have to wait until the end of Winter, too. Too many things to do! And before you know it, it will be sugaring time (I will keep you updated on that – many have expressed interest in helping out or watching the boil).

Josh continues to perfect and learn his sourdough technique (we have lots of baby starters if anyone wants one! they are lovely, let me know!). There are pumpkin seeds drying on the shelf – and new fantasies of planting small fat pumpkins amidst the cornrows. A new batch of turmeric tagliatelle rests in the pantry and I’ve got a pate and fermented mustard to prepare for Imbolc (where can I get quail’s eggs around here for wee Scotch eggs?). The snow is melting (another January thaw? grrr) a bit, and the child is rushing to save her faerie igloos but the Winter walks have been just stunning – lots of tracks, and rich blue skies.

May your every day be a new day to overcome.


And so we continue, here in West Gardiner, Maine – the ebb and flow of the January thaw, then a freeze, some snow  -and snow sledding! If you haven’t had the experience of a lovely little sledding party here at Rock Bottom – do consider it – it’s a nice affair, a pot of something hot and yummy on the stove, always coffee, generally beer or Scotch, and 3-4 short runs that are fun – You can race each other – taking the jump through the grape arbor, or take a more meandering slide down the hill on the new track that winds around the apple tree. We’re thinking of this Sunday if we get the snow we’re promised – January 19 – contact us for more info or RSVP, fun for adults and smallish children: or call us if you have our number. Wish for Snow!!


Wheat Dreams

In the Winter it’s all about planning and dreaming. We plan for chickens (and a new chicken coop), we plan expanding the gardens to include more rows of dry beans, we plan on shaping the blackberry aisles and adding medicinal and dye plants to the sundial garden. We plan for seedlings and a smokehouse. We dream of a greenhouse and a barn and french drains. We dream of new siding for the house and a wood cookstove.

Winter is cozy and fun (and not so cozy but oh so fun on the sledding trails!) and dreamy and yet deliberate. We roll out a long brown paper drawing of our land we made the first year with pencil scratchings, erasures, redrawn lines and added trees. It’s our working ‘map’. Then we budget out some ideas, make new monthly goals and try to stick with them as best as life will let us.

Right now, inside – we’re negotiating how we eat and what we are willing to pay for, either in time or money. The former we have more of than the latter. So we turned our attention to our wheat products. I love the wheat culture here in Maine – it’s historical and regrowing – heirloom wheats from Aroostook, Maine Grains leading the charge, collected and ground in Skowhegan. We’ve been going to the Bread Fair for a couple of years and enjoy supporting the movement. In general, we try and stick to local – when we can’t do Maine Grains (which also do amazing oats, polenta, and mixed berries – I always get a bag of each at the bread fair and can get the oats at WF), we use King Arthur. I love the co-operative businesses, the B corp’s, the collectives…especially any system that keeps New England farmers farming.

We bake – for the celebrations we baked a zillion cookies. Sometimes we bake cakes (last week was a chocolate sour cream cake with beet cream cheese frosting, and an apple cake for friends). We make pancakes and muffins occasionally. Josh is particularly adept at scones – yum.

We tried out a bread maker from a yard sale and fell in love – perhaps, maybe cheating, maybe I’m okay with ‘modern’ homesteading, maybe I’m still in charge of the ingredients and the understanding of how they work and we only ever use it for regular slicing bread (and yes, it is still miles better than anything we’ve ever bought presliced, on the shelf, we can never go back) so that’s already been a regular staple. I make some of our dinner breads (ciabatta with tomato and olives, rustic boules, baguettes) but not as often as I should. Josh and D make pizza dough and biscuits almost every weekend and have now turned their attention to tortillas (flatbreads used for everything from scooping stew, to wrapping around roast chicken, to naan substitute, to quesadillas) and pasta (so far we’ve made tagliatelle – beet, turmeric, and spirulina for my mother for Solstice, farfalle, spaghetti, and rough cut egg soup noodles) – and we are never going back to shelf pasta. So fun, so good, so easy – and takes no longer than any other regular dinner we make. We make double batches so we eat some fresh and we dry some (we dried the tagliatelle on the pasta racks overnight, and the farfalle in the dehydrator – worked great) for nights we don’t have a lot of time. We finally began our own sourdough starter (in my defense, we’ve started a few times in the last 20 years but never consistently – we’re hoping this is the time!).

There are times when we (mostly me) go gluten free (it’s good for me, with the Lyme and what not to take a break from inflammatory foods) and I am adept at buckwheat flatbreads, almond flour (and parmesan) pizza dough, GF fruit crisp and pie crusts, even chickpea flour gravy but I resist the idea that there are ‘substitutes’ for good bread. I just ‘buck up’ and do without.

All I know is – it’s been fun and reinvigorating in the kitchen for the whole family to dig in and make more of our foods together. I’m dreaming we start making crackers and oatcakes, and more and more kinds of dreamy pasta.

2020 Vision: Beginnings

And so we begin. Well, we’ve already begun – just a few years behind us deciding how and what we were going to do but now is the down and dirty time of it all. Now that we are all home full-time, our homestead will have all the care and attention to blossom!

A dear soul we know gets what we are doing (which is rare in our world, though we hope to expand our circle to those who ‘get it’ or at least appreciate it and want to share in it) and wished us well on our journey with this poem – I think it sets us up nicely. Thank you.

Robert Bly: Clothespins

I’d like to have spent my life making
Clothespins. Nothing would be harmed,
Except some pines, probably on land
I owned and would replant. I’d see
My work on clotheslines near some lake,
Up north on a day in October,
Perhaps twelve clothespins, the wood
Still fresh, and a light wind blowing.