Bloomfield, CA, we have arrived!

I have fallen way behind in my blogging but I just have not had the strength or time to sit and compose anything remotely coherent. For several months we have worked to get our house ready to sell, packed up our welding shop, packed up our home and prepared to move 500 miles to a little house in the country. I’m not sure if our move has been more difficult than most but I can tell you that it sucked.

The unseasonably hot, humid weather hasn’t helped, nor did the torrential tropical rainstorm (although the water is welcome here in California) that decided to occur in time for our 5am departure through Los Angeles. Thank the good lord for Xanax – at least someone was calm and cozy during the drive!


I could whine for paragraphs about how much moving sucks but now that we have landed in our new hometown and things are rolling along as smoothly as we could hope I think I’ll just focus on the good things. And there are many good things!

Our home

We managed to find a sunny little acre with a (boring but) functional ranch house, three-car garage and thousands of square feet of vintage barns. Our house overlooks the chicken coop, a large area for gardening and rolling grass-covered hills.


I think everyone agrees that although the house is fine and the garden “has potential,” the real heroes here are the vintage barns.

One of our barns

They are stellar… as long as you don’t mind rats, bats and piles of barn swallow poop. Luckily we don’t! And our little bat is adorable. I’ve named him Pepe.


We have apple trees, magnolias, a nectarine, blackberries up the wazoo and a sour cherry of some kind we’re still trying to figure out.


And it turns out the next door neighbor is a wildlife biologist who has been studying the bats in the neighborhood and, by sound alone, has determined we have at least 13 types, which is pretty amazing considering there are only 17 types in California. Not only that but she left a big, beautiful box of homegrown tomatoes on our doorstep today!

homegrown tomatoes

Since arriving Wednesday we’ve had the good fortune to be visited by friends new and old who have stopped by bearing gifts of wine, homegrown veggies, garden guidance, barn envy, muscles, knowledge and, most importantly, enthusiasm! Exhausted as I am, I definitely have to say the positives are beating the crap out of the struggles we’ve endured these past few months and I couldn’t be happier to finally be in our new home!


And now I’d best get back to unpacking. Apparently there are not actually gnomes who come do that while you sleep. Bummer.


We’re Buying A Home!

All your positive thoughts worked! We are buying the little house in the tiny town I wrote about in my last (very long ago) post. Our offer was accepted and we made one last trip up to Bloomfield, CA, (pop. 150 or so?) to make sure. We were very lucky to find a wonderful place to stay right across the street so we could stay in the neighborhood and see what it’s really like. If you’re ever headed to Western Petaluma, check out Twisted Horn Ranch where you can meet our new neighbor Rocky:

Rocky the Longhorn Steer is the family pet at Twisted Horn

Rocky the Longhorn Steer is the family pet at Twisted Horn

I might be jumping the gun a little as we haven’t signed final papers, but we’re so close to the end I decided I could write about it. The house itself is a basic 50’s ranch house, not terribly exciting but totally livable. It sits on the north side of a very pretty acre of land with views for days across a meadow, creek and beautiful rolling hills. Here’s a view of the future garden from the kitchen window, which Jon will certainly enjoy as he washes dishes:


We’ll be adding trees and plenty of butterfly-friendly plants. Happily there are already a handful of apple trees dotting the property, including a four-way graft that I can’t wait to sample! But while the meadow is lovely, possibly our favorite part of this property are the old barns and garage that run along one whole side of the property.

An old garage will serve as our workshop while we get the barns in working order

An old garage will serve as our workshop while we get the barns in working order

One day the barns will be the most amazing workshop / garden room ever. They have loads of space and tons of character, but they’re going to take some work. It is entirely possible that they are held up by sheer determination (with the help of blackberry brambles).

The old barns are still standing, but might just be held up by blackberry brambles.

The old barns are still standing, but might just be held up by blackberry brambles.

The area is absolutely gorgeous! The nearby town of Valley Ford, just a 5 minute drive west, offers three restaurants, a hotel, a market, post office and a mercantile featuring local crafts and artisan goods. We are madly in love with Estero Cafe, which serves up breakfast and lunch featuring locally sourced organic eggs, veggies, cheese and more. Across the street is the only hotel nearby. We stayed in one of its five rooms our last night in town and ate a huge, tasty meal at the restaurant downstairs, Rocker Oysterfellers.

Valley Ford, CA

Five minutes’ drive is Valley Ford which offers three restaurants, a market, hotel, post office and general store with locally crafted goods.

I could go on and on but I will save some of our discoveries for later. And as for photos of the house itself, those will have to wait as the current tenants are fairly well entrenched and I can’t bear to share photos of “my” house featuring someone else’s stuff.

We have a lot of projects planned, so there will be no lack of before-during-after photos in the future! Those will have to wait, unfortunately, until the tenants move out and we get our house packed up and sold. Hopefully that won’t take as long or be as painful as I think it will. Stay tuned…

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Cool old barns like this dot the countryside throughout west county

A Ray of Hope as the House Hunt Continues

I haven’t written much in the last few weeks, mostly because I am consumed with house-hunting. While that has given me loads to write about I am just too distracted to do much about it. I’m not even sure how far I’ll make it through this post but I thought I’d at least try to get some words down and some random photos from our recent adventure.

Jon and I have spent the last several months trying really hard to find our new home. This is difficult from afar and, as it turns out, not that easy from nearby. Apparently we’re not the only ones who think it’s time to move to western Sonoma county.

Rolling hills of western Petaluma

Rolling hills of western Petaluma

Listings are few and far between and anything decent gets a handful of offers within days, often far over asking price. On our recent visit we walked through a handful of homes but the trip was a roller-coaster of emotions as I went through the Goldilocks phase of house-hunting. Too nice, not nice enough, too big, too small, too expensive, too noisy, too close, too far. In the end, there was just nothing we loved. Ugh. I don’t discourage that easily, but by Sunday afternoon I was feeling pretty down.

Had a cute baby possum visit us at the guest cottage

Had a cute baby possum visit us at the guest cottage

And then we spoke to our realtor Craig and he mentioned an as-yet unlisted home in a tiny nearby town I’d never heard of. He had spoken to the owners weeks before and knew they were planning to sell. He thought maybe we’d like it. “It’s farther out than you were looking,” he said casually, “but the house is in pretty good shape and it has some land, and there are a couple cool old barns.” He wanted to know if we’d want to see it. HOW WAS HE SO CALM??? Hells YES we want to see it! And so on Monday out we went, winding through the back roads to emerge at this little blip of a town out towards the coast.

Visited a friend's beautiful garden and met his cute doggies

Visited a friend’s beautiful garden and met his cute doggies

As soon as we arrived my heart sped up. I was feeling… hopeful? Was it possible? As we walked through the cute little house, poked our heads into the big broken-down barns and wandered through the garden I experienced this rush of excitement and then… peace. Calm. Warmth. I could feel myself breathing more deeply, my chest expanding to take in the cool, fresh air as I gazed across the meadow at the rolling green hills of Western Petaluma. I felt like I was home. And so did Jon. Even as I think of it now I get a little twinge behind my eyes.

Carnivorous Plants

Carnivorous Plants in our friend Mark’s garden

That afternoon we went back and visited the nearby town, sipping cappuccinos at a wonderful but totally unpretentious farm-to-table restaurant and contemplating our life in the rural outskirts of Petaluma. We went for breakfast the next day too, and took a walk around the neighborhood. Turns out it’s a great location for us, about 15 minutes in any direction from all of our favorite places in west county – Freestone Artisan Cheese Shop, Baker Creek’s Seed Bank and downtown Petaluma, The Birds cafe in Bodega Bay, the monarch overwintering site at Bodega Dunes, The Barlow, Community Market and Peter Lowell’s restaurant in Sebastopol. It is not too big, not too small. It’s not too close to or too far from anything. It’s in our price range, has a garage/workshop, vegetable garden and even a chicken coop. It’s pretty close to perfect but there’s still plenty of fun to be had making it our own.

We would be very happy here. The question of whether or not the owners will consider an early offer remains, but we decided to go ahead and give it a try. The offer has been submitted. Now we are patiently (ha!) awaiting word from the owner. If anyone reading this would just toss up a little positive thought for us we would appreciate it. Maybe, just maybe, we have found our home.

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Tiny Baby Monarch Cataerpillar (1st Instar)

Raising Monarchs: Collecting & Protecting Caterpillars

As I mentioned in my last post, I’m writing up a few very basic tutorials to help those who wish to attract, raise and release monarch butterflies. The monarch numbers have declined by nearly 90% in the past few decades! Loss of habitat is a major factor as the milkweed that feed their larvae (caterpillars sounds so much cuter) has been nearly wiped out by widespread herbicide use (RoundUp) in farms, highways and meadows along their migration route. So in my last post I talked about buying, growing and planting pesticide-free milkweed, which gives monarchs a place to lay their eggs.


So now you’ve got your milkweed planted or in pots around the garden and they are filling up with caterpillars. At this point you can just let them do their thing and approximately 10-20% will reach adulthood. Pretty dismal numbers, right? Sadly, caterpillars have a very high mortality rate.

Once they reach adulthood, monarch butterflies are protected by the toxic milkweed they eat as caterpillars. Strangely enough though, the caterpillars themselves are a delicacy for lizards, spiders and birds. Last summer I actually rescued a big fat caterpillar from a spider’s den. I swear I turned my back for a minute and next thing you know the cat is being dragged into a hole in the ground! I grabbed the little guy and pulled him out and an angry spider came racing out after him! It was terrifying. Continue reading

Monarch Caterpillars love Tropical Milkweed

Raising Monarchs: Get Started, Plant Milkweed

Last year I became obsessed with monarch caterpillars, which led to lots of blog posts! Now I’ve got friends asking me how they can raise monarchs at home so I’m going to write a couple simple ‘tutorials’ to help folks get started. Please note that I am not an expert but I will try to explain the basics clearly as I share some of my techniques, successful and otherwise, and also provide links where you can learn more. This post tells you a bit about attracting monarchs to your garden by planting milkweed. At the bottom are links to a few favorite sites where you can find milkweed for your home garden.

Tiny Baby Monarch Cataerpillar (1st Instar)

Tiny Baby Monarch Cataerpillars (1st and 2nd Instar)

I started raising monarch butterflies last spring and it is hard to imagine ever stopping. I don’t know why it is so addictive but I was hooked the moment I spotted my first caterpillar. Well, to be honest, I almost squished him because I had just gotten the milkweed from the nursery and wasn’t expecting babies so soon. Lucky for both of us I got down on hands and knees for a close-up and that’s when I noticed his little stripey pants. So cute! It seems the eggs were already on the milkweed when I bought it so within a week I was loaded up with freshly hatched cats. I can’t find an egg pic at the moment so I’ll just tell you they are tiny little white bumps that appear magically after a mama monarch visits your garden. Continue reading


House-hunting Overload

Jon and I just spent our first week in Petaluma and Sebastopol getting to know the area and trying to identify the neighborhoods where we would most like to live. Searching the whole county is just too much even through it affords us more options. We put over 400 miles on Lily (my awesome gas-sipping Mini) winding through west county alone! 

It’s a daunting task, home-hunting, especially with inventory so low. We are veering wildly from idea to idea hoping to increase our options by being super flexible. At the same time this flexibility requires us to go through hours of mental gymnastics to assess the potential of each property we see. 

Can we turn an old henhouse into a workshop?  Will our parents mind sleeping in a yurt when they visit? Should we buy a cool Airstream to live in and park it inside an industrial space where we can also weld? Could that weird little building that used to be a Mexican restaurant become our workshop and gallery? How hard and fast are the zoning laws exactly?

Do we want a gallery? Will people find us if we don’t have a retail space? If we find the perfect home with gardens and a creek down a quiet tree-lined path but no space for a workshop can we also afford to lease space at The Barlow? Continue reading


The Hunt Begins…

Set Scene: Petaluma, California. Lead characters Jon and Sheri are sipping tea in a quirky little cottage (which used to be a henhouse) found on Airbnb, awaiting their first meeting with a realtor. Shit is getting real. Let’s check in and see how they’re faring as they begin their search for a new piece of land to call home. Cue voiceover

It’s crazy to think we are about to uproot our lives, dismantle our wonderful, colorful home, empty our new workshop and trek off to a piece of land in a place we barely know. Yikes. I should definitely put that another way or I’ll just sit here petrified. Okay, deeeep breath in…. BIG exhale…. aaand repeat as needed.

I’m sitting here staring out the window, watching goats, chickens and roosters roam and peck about this cute little farm just a few minutes outside downtown Petaluma. I’m simultaneously browsing (more like consuming) real estate listings on three different sites. I keep hoping our perfect home will appear but at the same time hoping it will wait a bit longer, give me a chance to prepare myself for this huge transition. I’m completely overwhelmed.

(Side note: Remember how I was just staring out the window feeling completely overwhelmed?  Now there are tears of laughter streaming down my face as I watch two little girls trying to avoid the attention of a friendly goat only to end up being chased by an angry rooster! I know I shouldn’t be laughing but it’s hilarious! Yeah, I’m really gonna like living in the sticks.) Continue reading

Snow White Carrots from Baker Creek

Garden Surprises

Even though I’m keeping the garden small and simple this season, there are still surprises popping up! This happens to me fairly often… often enough that my husband said I should rename my blog The Absentminded Gardener. I’d be mad but he’s totally right. Every year, despite all my planning for space, weather, water, etc., I have a habit of sowing seeds when and where inspiration strikes. Sometimes I make a note… somewhere, in one of my 20 notebooks. Or maybe it was on the back of that envelope in the pocket of my garden smock I washed last week?

Homegrown Snow Peas

Surprise Snow Peas

I’ve really tried to be organized but I can’t help myself! And so as I stroll through my little garden with friends I’m often as surprised as anyone when sprouts appear. And then there’s weeks of waiting and watching to see what on earth is growing! In this case, I was absolutely positive I was growing sugar snap peas. I know I planted them because I had to do it three times thanks to a sneaky skunk that squeezes through my goatwire fencing. So I’m watching these beautiful pea vines grow and flower, little peas a sprouting, and I’m waiting for them to plump up. When a week went by with no sign of plumpage I finally had to acknowledge that they were full-sized – and that they were snow peas! Lovely snow peas. Hmm, I do vaguely remember planting snow peas.

Snow White Carrots from Baker Creek

Snow White Carrots from Baker Creek

I’ve also just pulled my first full-sized carrots from the garden… and they’re white! They’re so cool! Then I remembered I got a smattering of these seeds in a trade last summer, Snow White Carrots from Baker Creek. I thought they just never popped up but I guess they were waiting for their moment. I haven’t tasted them yet but I’m excited to serve them up to friends tonight and see what the flavor is like. I’ll let them taste first, just in case.

I love that even a small garden can provide so much entertainment and even a little bit of nourishment. Now if my butterflies would just show up and bless me with some eggs I’d be in business!


Nasturtium, Not Just a Pretty Face

Although we don’t have severe winters here our garden does go through a semi-fallow period featuring mostly greens and browns. While I love the purplish hue of the bare-branched plum tree, I felt a little bit sad as I walked around the yard yesterday. I even started to wonder if I had imagined how beautiful and lush it looks in spring. Then I noticed the nasturtium and I began to feel a little better.


Photo Credit: Brandon Smith, D Coop Media / TheTwentySIX Magazine

Nasturtium are often the first to bloom in our garden, their vivid yellow, red and orange faces popping up on thick vining stems with big, bright green leaves. Despite the fact that they grow like weeds here (or maybe because of it) nasturtium are, in my opinion, one of the best plants in the garden. They have a lot going for them. They are pretty, drought-tolerant, edible, and they attract pollinators. Hummingbirds regularly swoop down to drink from the blooms as do bees and occasional butterflies. They are also highly effective trap plants in the garden and, as an organic gardener, planting pretty flowers that help me control pests really appeals to me. Continue reading

Ornamental Kale

Lettuce Weather

Don’t be mad at me but apparently it is spring here in San Diego, maybe even summer. I know many of you are hunkered down by the woodstove peering wistfully out the window at your cars, roads and, most importantly, gardens covered by a foot of snow, but here in SoCal we’ve been dealing with higher than average temperatures (we broke a 75-year heat record with 86F last week! In February!). Hot, dry Santa Ana winds are blowing in from the desert. My eyes are dry and gritty, my sinuses are killing me. I hear the sound of teeny tiny violins playing for me… oh wait, that’s just you. Smart ass.

Mixed Garden Greens with peppery Nasturtium Flowers

Mixed Garden Greens with peppery Nasturtium Flowers

I know, I’m whining about too much sunshine and I’m sorry but I can’t bear it! While I can’t imagine suffering through a polar vortex the fact remains that I live here because the weather is was perfect. Mornings foggy, days sunny and 72F, cool evenings. That was the agreement. Here by the coast we’ve never seen many days higher than mid-80’s. My dad complains because it’s never “beach weather” when he visits, meaning blazing hot, not a cloud in the sky, the ocean a refreshing 80F, but more and more we are having these so-called beach days and they’re not waiting for summer.

Black Seeded Simpson

Black Seeded Simpson

While the weather here keeps getting warmer, I seem to be heading the other direction. I’ve always considered myself solar-powered but I now prefer it when there’s a little chill in the air. I still LOVE sunshine, but I don’t love heat. (The fact that this change coincided with my disinterest in galloping across the beach in a bikini is purely incidental, by the way.)
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