Last week I did my own first, self administered cleanse. Inspired by Meg and the benefits she feels from a Mindfully Fed seasonal cleanse gave me the curiosity to try. I was confident to figure out my own approach, sticking to all single whole food ingredients. Continue reading
Today is the Spring Equinox marking the beginning of Spring. It’s a little early, but now that my new marker for planting seeds, St Patricks Day, has passed I’m pushing my first lettuce seeds into the ground. Continue reading
I was 8 months pregnant with our first daughter when my husband, Graham, had a health scare which revealed his high cholesterol. Not what you’re expecting as an outwardly healthy 30 something soon-to-be father, eagerly anticipating your new arrival. Continue reading
This week, as Meg begins another seasonal cleanse with Frances Murchison of Mindfullyfed (more on this next week), I’m busy filtering my thoughts for our summer vacation. Now at the end of January, just when the drudge of winter is beginning to take its toll, the prospect of a trip on the horizon is restorative. We’ve asked Frances to share some insight from her recent trip to India…. Continue reading
As a host at Thanksgiving, having a house full of guests and dinner to prepare can be anxiety inducing even for the most proficient of home cooks. You will be grateful to wake up to this big pot of creamy overnight oatmeal, prepared Thanksgiving eve and cooked in time for the earliest risers, while staying warm for those who sleep in.
Thanksgiving illuminates some of the things we are appreciative of. Aside from the obvious, one of the unexpected surprises which I’m personally thankful for and which has consumed me this year is being propelled into a working partnership and friendship with Meg.
We’ve been sharing our contrasting Halloween traditions. For Meg, Halloween was a long
anticipated event. There just wasn’t the variety and quantity of candy available today, so it was a real treat to fill up bags with sugary bounty. As a child I didn’t go trick-or-treating, folks didn’t make much of an effort as it just wasn’t a big tradition in England back then. Continue reading
Growing our own vegetables comes with a degree of uncertainty since they’re susceptible to the extremes of the elements: like this year and our hot, dry summer. I crossed my fingers and toes, and waited patiently for our lone tomato plant to blossom.