We seem to be similar people. 🙂

My husband and I try to share a moment of "awe" every day; most times it is a simple sight or pleasure. I will share the memory of this reply as my moment of awe, today....thank you!

I tell everyone that of all my obsessions throughout life, reading and what gardening I can do continue to give me joy. I am now rereading the Patricia Briggs, Mercedes Thompson books, so much fun!

Rutabaga, yum. This is the one dish that I make just for myself at Thanksgiving and during the winter. I boil mine with bacon grease in the water or some hog back or salt pork, then seasoned with salt and lots of pepper. I say you know that you are in the country when you can easily buy hog back at the grocery store.

Wonderful, the perfect side dish for roast, turkey etc. But no one but me loves it, sigh. I remember eating it at every Thanksgiving when I was growing up. Also, it is sweet and yummy raw. When I am dead there will no more rutabagas on the Thanksgiving menu, but I share the memory every year with my kids and grandkids so maybe the warm memory of rutabagas with family will remain.

Ha, I continue to eat turnip greens and talk about my father in law who grew and prepared them. I am the only one in my family and in my husband's family which eats them and tells the story.

Funny how so many memories are bound around food and eating with family.