Harvest Festival Season


Heath grown hops pulled down in September

We get quite a few chances to celebrate the harvest in the Northeast U.S. each fall. There is agricultural fair season stretching from mid August through the beginning of October, then Halloween, and then Thanksgiving. In my family, we celebrate the fall birthdays in October as well, so we have an extra holiday weekend, this year combined with my sister’s engagement party.

On Thanksgiving we tried the first beer brewed with this season’s hops. And, for the first time, Nick and me were in charge of cooking. It turned out very tasty and we had all the right things.


brined and bathed in butter

I’ve been experimenting with a new diet for the past month but suspended all in honor of the holiday. I believe in the importance of an animal sacrifice on feast days, and in family traditions especially when you are a relatively new addition.


Caper loves the crudite plate


broccoli brussels sprout slaw from a Bon Appetit recipe

I gave up my morning coffee two weeks ago.  I started drinking coffee with my high school boyfriend, unthinkingly adopted his habit, and kept it up for twenty years. It had never occurred to me before to stop, every person related to me mainlines the stuff, and our culture is very supportive of this activity. So far, it didn’t give me a headache to quit, I feel more calm, and I think my breath is a bit sweeter at work. And presumably I’ve saved a few bucks and reduced my carbon footprint. No downside. I drink tea in the morning with Nick so we are still having a sociable time together and I have a morning ritual to perform.

Before I turned thirty I had a solid look around and changed a bunch of things in my life to match my plans for that decade. That’s how I got Caper, my own apartment, a great resume, and a much healthier lifestyle. This year is the 20th anniversary of my graduation from high school and I am also the age my mother was when she was diagnosed with terminal cancer. I want to speed up and slow down at the same time. There is so much I want to do, yet I want to enjoy every second.

So, we are moving back to Brooklyn and I am slowing down and simplifying my diet, wardrobe and lifestyle. At the same time, I love a challenge, so I am keeping up with my challenging work and absorbing hobbies.


Uncle Johnny with Caper and my knitting (homebrew missing)

My New Camera and Computer

a picture of the writer and her new camera

your photoblogger at work

I’ve been writing on my tablet and shooting pictures on my phone for almost two years now. This week I realized I needed some stable tech of my own for my personal recreational use. It took one day to be delivered and was so easy to set up, I am very hopeful that I can keep up a regular writing and observing practice here and at Slow Travel NYC.

Capercation and harvest thoughts


a picture of caper the terrier on a porch looking for chipmunks next to a portulaca plant.

Chipmunk Watch

She’s gone to the Catskills again and the mood in Queens is therefore a bit lower. Seasonal back to school melancholy and the change in direction and strength of the sun’s rays lead to an air of “what’s next?” There is a simultaneous clinging to the last bits of summer fun and activity. 

I am writing more than I have in years. Trying to fill this job. 

Eight years of Caper


Shortly after her adoption in 2007. Happy anniversary lovedog! Thanks for the reminder Siena.

Appalachian Trail Weekend


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Homemade bagels

  Our weekend was so slow and lazy I had time to make bagels from scratch. Easy and delicious brunch, snacking on the remainder with a community garden tomato this morning. The weekend was a little lonely without family, but it is boredom that breeds creativity. 

What makes me feel like a professional adult?

Business cards!!!!!!