Over the course of this last year, my world has gotten smaller.  When the Pandemic struck last March, I came home … and stayed. I had been traveling at the time and therefore needed to spend those first two weeks in isolation. I didn’t go anywhere or see anyone other than my husband, my boys and […]

Spring. It’s finally here, perhaps even a little earlier than is the norm.  It seems to have burst upon us with eagerness and exuberance – I am so glad! This last year presented us all with many challenges – as individuals and as a community – and though it may have felt like we were

I’ve been busy waiting these days. Waiting and thinking. Waiting, planning and dreaming. Mostly, waiting and dreaming.Dreaming of Spring – after the cold and frost have gone. Dreaming of after Covid – when the warmth of renewed friendships can be cherished. In the meantime, I keep myself busy. During the week I’m busy at school, planning, scheduling

Winter has come in earnest now, and in the midst of our latest quarantine, we have quietly ushered in a brand new year.  Around us, things seem dark and desolate. The landscape is barren. We are still isolated from loved ones. The future looms uncertain.  Yet, there is Hope.  Deepest winter is when we see the

I have to keep looking forward.  It feels as though I’ve been stuck in place for months, just coping with everything that has been coming at us every day, putting up with all the noise that comes with it all. The Pandemic and it’s experts, the election to the South of us and it’s pundits,

Welcome to Bobbie’s Home Preserves! It has taken a while for me to get here. These last few months have been difficult and stressful. When the Pandemic hit, it threw us all for a loop, turning our lives upside down from one day to the next. At the beginning of our social isolation, I would wake