I went out to the garden just to check if we had enough yellow beans for lunch, and instead I came back with a full basket of sugar peas (and a bit of beans)! The kids ate quite a lot of them fresh, and I did too. Still, I’m thinking of cooking a stew with … More Vacation Day 17 – A Basket of Peas
One of the things I’ve been thinking about lately is where our food really comes from. For us, chicken meat has a special story — not just a package from the store. Jānis’s parents bought 30 chickens, broilers raised specifically for meat. It feels like such a luxury to have a few of those chickens … More Where Our Chicken Meat Comes From
This weekend felt like a little celebration—I finally planted out the monthly strawberries I grew from seed earlier this year! Watching them grow from tiny specks in the soil (it takes a lot of patience; they grow slowly) to strong little plants has been a gratifying process. These aren’t your usual garden strawberries; they’re monthly … More Planting Out Our Homegrown Strawberries 🍓
I can’t believe it — it’s snowing! Everything is so green, and the plum trees are blooming! I already have seedlings growing in the greenhouse and a few things planted outside. The last thing we need now is snow and freezing temperatures (below 0°C)! And yet, in this chilly chaos, we had a little surprise: … More Snow Outside, Cucumbers Inside
A few weeks ago, I decided it was finally time to sew some radishes. It wasn’t a big, planned-out gardening moment—more like a spontaneous little joy. I looked at one of our circular raised beds and thought, “Why not make it a bit more fun?” So instead of planting in straight rows, I made a … More A Spiral of Radishes
Remember this post? Yesterday, I finally made time (though I had absolutely no will) to prick out the tomatoes. It was one of those tasks I kept putting off, but I powered through… and now I have around 120 tomato plants. That’s 100 too many. I only need about 20—some for my garden, and maybe … More The Great Tomato Overpopulation of 2025
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