We Will Fall Down Snowy Hills

Get in the car, we're going sledding

 Laura gets off easy, this year

 Yuula took the brunt of this slope

 She loved it

Can't keep her out of the snow

Climbing even higher

Where's your sled?

 How she looks at the top

 How she looked at the bottom

I think everyone had fun. Next year, even higher.

She Makes The Tag Rules

Please Clean Up My Mess

Farm Has No Rules

A Cherry Of A Day For A Festival Valley Style Day Cherry

I couldn't figure out the title...

Yay Cherry Valley Day Festival at our very own CSA! We already know how to get there! And really isn't that half the battle?. It's a lovely little affair really with some very inspiring vendors, live music and frigin delicious food. My salmon/feta burger alone was worth the tent of fungi and lichens and the woman who smelled like cat food pushing psychic teas on us. We heard some educational speakers on how to properly tend to your yard to safely lure all kinds of birds to your yard. We tasted food from a woman who gives organic cooking classes from her home. We may do that. The strawberry chili wasn't Laura's favorite but I could eat zucchini pancakes and rhubarb applesauce muffins all day. We heard some tunes from the Rambling String Band (or something like that). We bought some "ugly" soap and played in a yurt. What more can you really ask for?

Yuula listens about birds as she houses a dog

these soaps may be "ugly" but they smell not ugly

Yuula had some redecorating ideas to help boost sales... throw the soaps on the ground

quite pleasing and mood altering

long trek back to the car

look Yuula, we're gonna eat that

expending her last ounce of energy before getting back in the car

Nice day. Ran into Gary, Flora, Andy & Claire and caught up on what those guys are up to. Laura tried seltzer for the first time (not a fan). Saw my new organic farmer buddy and his son. And learned about some cool spots to visit in and around the valleys of Stroudsburg. We'll be back again.

In Search Of The Elusive Yardsale

We set out yesterday morning to begin the time honored tradition of yardsale hunting. Bargains are out there to be found. We just needed to track them down. Last summer we got two highback basket chairs for $10, a bicycle for $15 and a stratocaster for $9. We can do better. All we had to do was spot all those colorful posters with black arrows pointing us in the right direction. Should be easy.

We got as far as our storage unit with not a sign of yard junk, so we stopped in to change the account with which they withdraw money. Errands take precedence. Then we headed out towards Delaware Water Gap because we had so much luck there before. Still nothing. We got breakfast and zig zagged thru some other backroad neighborhoods. Strike three. We decided to head out towards our CSA since today was the opening day for their buying store (which we later found out we were members of by default and had no idea) but found nothing on the way there either. We did however take in the delicious vinegars and cheeses offered by our farmers and Laura snatched up some Jurassic sized rhubarb. Someone's having pie soon.

From there we decided to go out to 611, by backroad of course, to an antique shop that we've always wanted to stop at but never had the luck of driving by when it's open. Some of these antique shop owners can be downright lazy. We weren't there for 5 minutes when there was an emergency that needed the assistance of running water and naturally, there was none to be had. Maybe another day.

Oh ad still no yardsales.

One last stop over in the commercial district, looking for work jeans and being sucked in by puppy day at the pet store. Yuula took a liking to the fish.

Looks like we're dragging that old tank out of storage.

And not a single yardsale all day.

Clearing The Tables

Getting company tonight. Wrapping up any loose ends and stray photos that got by the last couple days. Nothing news-worthy or even new-sworthy. Just blagh. We're gonna join a new CSA. That's exciting. Check it out. Got on the waiting list and made the cut. Now we're on the waiting list for a workshare. 4 hours a week, I can do that. Should be healthful. If you come up this summer I hope you like amaranth, or I hope you can tell us what to do with amaranth.

So here's what I got from the past couple days.

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