Caroline Mitchell Carrico

Pea production

We’ve hit the part of the summer where I spend my evenings watching tv and endlessly shelling peas. It’s about now when I start to wonder if I really want more peas in my freezer. Lady peas are great and all, but will I really, really want them in March? Then my stomach kicks inContinue reading “Pea production”

Reading again

I usually read without ceasing. I jump from one finished book to a new one without pausing. I have books waiting in the wings, magazines flagged for consumption and a constant mental list of what I want to read (which currently includes Bad Feminist: Essays by Roxane Gay). Except for this summer. I periodically go through lagsContinue reading “Reading again”

On the road again…

We have been traveling fools this summer. Two trips to New Orleans for weddings, two trips to Nashville to hang out with half of our family, a quick trip to Atlanta for me, a week in Kentucky at Camp Carrico, and, now, back to Nashville. This trip is impromptu–Greg’s cousin from Louisville has a varsityContinue reading “On the road again…”

Saint Mary’s Soup Kitchen

I have never once had to worry about having food. I’ve also never had to think about where I would be sleeping or how I would take my next shower. I have always had a home, a support network, and more food and clothes than I truly need. These are big things that I make aContinue reading “Saint Mary’s Soup Kitchen”

The Deal

So here’s the deal: My garden is more weeds than anything, which is inducing a lot of guilt-ridden hand wringing. One of my adjunct classes–the one that I spent a month and a half prepping–is cancelled. We just got back from our week at the lake with the Carricos. All the baby food is goneContinue reading “The Deal”

Fugitive at the Museum

Originally posted on The Pink Palace Family of Museums:
October 24, 1950, started as a normal day at the Memphis Museum. Visitors explored the galleries and looked at exhibits of animal heads, glass, documents and fossils. One of those afternoon visitors was James Eddington who made a trip to the museum as part of his…

Baby food

My kitchen is in a constant state of baby food production.

On going slow

It goes against my nature to go slow. I like things to be fast–I want to think on my feet, read quickly, jump at an opportunity, run ahead. I always have, and, in many ways, this tendency has served me well. I got where I needed to be and moved on to what came next.Continue reading “On going slow”

Producing produce

This was tonight’s haul: Things are booming at the garden in both plots. HH (my Momma’s) looks really great, especially with the pea explosion: Our plot isn’t quite as verdant, and the sweet potato patch basically just looks like weeds. Regardless of how it looks, it’s giving us lots of stuff to eat.

Cultivation

I feel like I am doing a fair amount of cultivation right now in several area of my life. Obvious to anyone who has perused this blog, I spend a good chunk of time cultivating my garden plot. No matter how many times I go out there, the weeds will come back. I feel likeContinue reading “Cultivation”