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We garden where it’s high and oh so dry…where the deer and the buffalo roam.

So, Jeff comes over to my house to deliver a wonderful, heartfelt thank you gift: an antique grinding stone, which he promptly places in my bowl of blue rocks and it looks...

YOU HAVE TO BUY THIS BOOK NOW. BUY. IT. NOW. And when you clickety click over to Amazon, tell them I sent you, and get the other two books by Mary Jane Butters, Idaho farmer extraordinaire. You will want a copy of...

This is a reprint of the journal entry I submitted to the Idaho Statesman online edition for week 3 of my CSA subscription. From the Statesman: I promised the editor I would be honest about how I used my CSA subscription and it’s already time to...

A friend of mine has a beautiful ranch, Raspberry Ranch, just below Snow Bank Mountain. I went up to visit the other day, to help plant the enclosed garden with old fashioned hollyhocks, basket of gold, daisies, phlox paniculata, big orange poppies...

This recipe is from Mary Jane's Ideabook. It appeared last week in the Spokesman Review newspaper and was forewarded to me by the one and only, Mary Jane. Gotta tell you, I am groveling for more scapes from my farmer woman Casey. ...

She was everything I had imagined she would be. As beautiful inside as out, and as pretty as her pictures. The farm was one of the loveliest places on the planet I have ever been. Yes, I am crazy sentimental for the...

I had the good fortune and sense to take the former director of Manito Park WITH ME on Mrs. Toad's Wild Ride to North Idaho/Eastern Washington. Along with the background of the park, I got the personal and passionate story of the gardens and...

Now, some folks think I am a bit of a Pollyanna. Personally, I think I am a pragmatist. But after reading my pal, Ed Bruske's weekend update over at the Slow Cook, I want to crawl into a bottle of wine or two....