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S. James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465772586575140517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PePKjzCVzzo/SW1aAAts8uI/AAAAAAAAABA/cSwG__UPpeg/S220/IMG_1209a.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>3</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/HomeHearthOvereducatedHousewife" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="homehearthovereducatedhousewife" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IDSXo_eCp7ImA9WhZTFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-905617009914582334.post-411182399891786560</id><published>2011-03-20T11:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T11:26:18.440-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-20T11:26:18.440-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seeds" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Eco-nomics" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="garden" /><title>Stray Not, Thy Wandering Heart: This Year’s Seed Order</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;Last year, I purchased some yellow wax pole bean seeds and other vegetable seeds from another catalog. I felt somewhat guilty betraying &lt;a href="http://www.kitchengardenseeds.com/"&gt;John Scheepers Kitchen Garden Seeds&lt;/a&gt;, since they were the first and best source when my more serious ventures in suburban agriculture started a few years ago. Midway through last season, I asked myself, “Why did I ever stray?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G10ZgfnpHuE/TYZGX05J05I/AAAAAAAAAeM/YIdh6gaFd9E/s1600/catalog"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 185px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586229762948977554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G10ZgfnpHuE/TYZGX05J05I/AAAAAAAAAeM/YIdh6gaFd9E/s320/catalog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company is based in Connecticut, a neighboring state, so I can keep my dollars somewhat local. The catalog never fails to satisfy in both its charm and information. But, more importantly, the seeds are &lt;em&gt;flat-out great&lt;/em&gt;. Some three-year-old Scheepers seeds I used last year had better germination rates and heavier vegetable production than the new ones I purchased from the other source. Suffice it to say, save some collard greens from the 4/$1 seed stand at my grocery store, just about everything going in the ground this year will be from Scheepers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And (drum roll please…) the new purchases are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter Red Russian Kale&lt;br /&gt;Purple Dragon Carrots&lt;br /&gt;Lemon Cucumbers&lt;br /&gt;Zucchetta Trombolina Zucchini&lt;br /&gt;Purple Podded Pole Beans (a perennial favorite)&lt;br /&gt;Both red and yellow “jellybean” grape tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;Sungold cherry tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;Lyn’s Mahogany Garnet tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;Persimmon tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;Australian Butter Squash (for winter storage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m especially excited about the new squash. Winter squashes have done quite well in my yard in years past and (I pray I’m not jinxing it here) I hope this new variety will do just as well and pleasantly surprise with its flavor and storage potential. The Australian Butter Squash is described as a “pumpkin-shaped heirloom, prolific, tasty and versatile with a pale, buff-orange hard shell and sweet, dense orange flesh with a small seed cavity…Weighing in at 12-15 pounds, list long-keeper may be stored and used throughout the winter.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The areas for my cool-weather crops are turned over and ready, so the following will be planted shortly: the new red kale, Tuscan Lacinato Kale (older seeds, still viable), collard greens, and various lettuces. In a few weeks, the carrots and some parsnip seeds (not yet purchased) should make their way into sweet Mother Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with seeds about to go in the ground, I may as well start the &lt;a href="http://elisejames08.blogspot.com/2009/03/eco-nomics.html"&gt;Eco-Nomics &lt;/a&gt;of it all for the 2011 growing season:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scheepers Order: $37.15&lt;br /&gt;Collards, w/tax     $ 0.27&lt;br /&gt;Total:                     $37.42&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have peat pellets left over from last year, along with their reusable growing trays and some seed starting mix. My daughter and I will start our tomato seeds shortly. Most everything else will be directly sown. We’ll keep you posted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/905617009914582334-411182399891786560?l=elisejames08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HomeHearthOvereducatedHousewife/~4/eNRdybYU9tE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elisejames08.blogspot.com/feeds/411182399891786560/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://elisejames08.blogspot.com/2011/03/stray-not-thy-wandering-heart-this.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/905617009914582334/posts/default/411182399891786560?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/905617009914582334/posts/default/411182399891786560?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elisejames08.blogspot.com/2011/03/stray-not-thy-wandering-heart-this.html" title="Stray Not, Thy Wandering Heart: This Year’s Seed Order" /><author><name>E. S. James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465772586575140517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PePKjzCVzzo/SW1aAAts8uI/AAAAAAAAABA/cSwG__UPpeg/S220/IMG_1209a.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G10ZgfnpHuE/TYZGX05J05I/AAAAAAAAAeM/YIdh6gaFd9E/s72-c/catalog" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMNSX04eip7ImA9WhZTEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-905617009914582334.post-5277604377977454060</id><published>2011-03-15T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T11:24:58.332-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-15T11:24:58.332-07:00</app:edited><title>The Waiting is the Hardest Part</title><content type="html">Something is different this Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know that at this time of year, I’m always itching to wriggle my hands into warm, wet Mother Earth, plant some early, cool-weather crops and wait patiently for the first sprout to emerge from her rich soil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year, I’m experiencing an all-consuming sense of urgency to it all.  The tension is palpable. Mother Earth’s promise of spring seems to hold more potential and possibility this year. I want to smear her mud across my cheeks like an Indian warrior. I want to keep her fertile soil and heady scent under my fingernails so that I know she is with me at all times. I want to bend, twist, turn, shovel, haul and work so hard that my body throbs in delicious pain and I gratifyingly limp for days afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is the long, dark winter, deeper with snow than in any year past that I can remember. Perhaps I have had the expectancy bottled up and inside for too long. Perhaps I am fantasizing about a rebirth and new beginning like none I’ve ever experienced before. I already feel it is underway – that is how palpable my restless heart’s anticipation has become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My seed order has been delivered.&lt;br /&gt;My beds have been top-dressed.&lt;br /&gt;My turning fork has been cleaned, its screws tightened, and is ready to work the earth.&lt;br /&gt;All is in place. I need only wait for planting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am longing for release.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/905617009914582334-5277604377977454060?l=elisejames08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HomeHearthOvereducatedHousewife/~4/cpne258Uuq0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elisejames08.blogspot.com/feeds/5277604377977454060/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://elisejames08.blogspot.com/2011/03/waiting-is-hardest-part.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/905617009914582334/posts/default/5277604377977454060?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/905617009914582334/posts/default/5277604377977454060?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elisejames08.blogspot.com/2011/03/waiting-is-hardest-part.html" title="The Waiting is the Hardest Part" /><author><name>E. S. James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465772586575140517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="30" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PePKjzCVzzo/SW1aAAts8uI/AAAAAAAAABA/cSwG__UPpeg/S220/IMG_1209a.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQBQXw8fip7ImA9Wx9UF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-905617009914582334.post-3655571098629050246</id><published>2011-02-14T11:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T17:29:10.276-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-14T17:29:10.276-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cookies" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sunday baking" /><title>A Valentine Bouquet of Cheer</title><content type="html">I’m up to my old tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cimb4sr2fFA/TVnWa3m_bAI/AAAAAAAAAd8/VcpsI1ZTLKw/s1600/2827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573721770940132354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cimb4sr2fFA/TVnWa3m_bAI/AAAAAAAAAd8/VcpsI1ZTLKw/s200/2827.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I volunteered to bake cookies for my daughter’s first grade class Valentine’s Day party and, well, you know me. I couldn’t just make cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s do hearts and flowers!” my daughter said excitedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, let’s do a &lt;strong&gt;whole bouquet&lt;/strong&gt; of hearts and flowers!” I responded. I don’t know why I egg her on. It always means more work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hadn’t done a large batch of lollipop cookies on sticks since her pre-school &lt;a href="http://elisejames08.blogspot.com/2009/04/queen-of-royal-icing.html"&gt;Easter basket&lt;/a&gt;. The cookies simply are cut-out shapes, but the skewers add another level of labor and a hefty opportunity for breakage. I felt rusty. And worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7T1K9Awjf4/TVnWa_hvPxI/AAAAAAAAAd0/-clPj1-1TnI/s1600/2822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573721773065584402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7T1K9Awjf4/TVnWa_hvPxI/AAAAAAAAAd0/-clPj1-1TnI/s200/2822.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter and I always work side-by-side when it comes to almost any sort of baking, and her little hands get into every element at every step. This time was no different. But the results were: She was very adept and surprisingly smooth with the dough, the icings, the sugars, the chocolate dipping and the final assembly. She was careful and precise with little guidance. What a difference from age 4 ½ to 6!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made smooth-edged hearts and what I called “doily hearts” – which were lacey and charming. All we did was prick the edges of the dough with a toothpick before baking and Voila! It was a good idea that was super-easy and worked out very well. We iced and coated the hearts in red, violet and pink sparkling sugars and non-pariels, using décor left over from &lt;a href="http://elisejames08.blogspot.com/2011/02/will-you-be-my-valentine.html"&gt;her party last week&lt;/a&gt;. We also made a separate “XOX” cookie for her teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mQ-E8t_RnQs/TVnWjQH_0eI/AAAAAAAAAeE/HSj89iT_znM/s1600/2823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573721914959974882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mQ-E8t_RnQs/TVnWjQH_0eI/AAAAAAAAAeE/HSj89iT_znM/s200/2823.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did we stop there? Not on your life. We rolled out the remaining dough scraps and cut out small one- or two-bite hearts to be dipped in chocolate (her idea) and topped with a conversation heart (my idea). They were really cute, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We assembled the “bouquet” of hearts in a pink tub with red paper “grass”, laid the chocolate-covered hearts amidst the forest of sticks, then wrapped the entire confection in clear cellophane tied with a mass of curling ribbon in three shades of pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter proudly carried it in to class on Monday morning, and rightly so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elements, recipes, tips and techniques used can be found in a past entry, “&lt;a href="http://elisejames08.blogspot.com/2009/04/queen-of-royal-icing.html"&gt;Queen of Royal Icing&lt;/a&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573721549684828162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zOom5oN766Y/TVnWN_XnaAI/AAAAAAAAAds/G_VXl1rIvs4/s400/2828.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/905617009914582334-3655571098629050246?l=elisejames08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HomeHearthOvereducatedHousewife/~4/9gxJGXkFWjA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elisejames08.blogspot.com/feeds/3655571098629050246/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://elisejames08.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentine-bouquet-of-cheer.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/905617009914582334/posts/default/3655571098629050246?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/905617009914582334/posts/default/3655571098629050246?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elisejames08.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentine-bouquet-of-cheer.html" title="A Valentine Bouquet of Cheer" /><author><name>E. 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