My view from the milk stool has been silent lately. My Yankee blood is showing – we’ve had what feels like hundreds of days in 90+ weather with very little rain. This happens every year, I don’t know why it upsets me
My view from the milk stand is on practice makes perfect. My last batch of ash-coated goat cheeses didn’t come out right. They looked beautiful (shown below), but tasted awful. I believe I used too much ash. Cut into a baby one
My view from the milk stool is on falling off the stool, brushing yourself off and getting back on. I’m very sensitive – does that surprise you? All that’s going on – both in the world, my community and my own realm
My view from the milk stool this morning is on this mad world we’re now living in. As I scrolled through Facebook this morning, the lyrics to “Mad World” by Tears for Fears came to mind: “All around me are familiar facesWorn
My view from the milk stool this morning is about taking care of ourselves. Times are crazy right now. Even though Wally and I are not directly affected by COVID, at least not adversely, it’s still there and we are aware of
My view from the milk stool this morning is about values. I wrote earlier this morning that I feel like I need to wear a hate shield whenever I go on Facebook these days. What I’m seeing in comments is beyond comprehension.