Apologies for the long lag between posts. I had so many plans for this fall — posts about preserves, my favorite autumn dishes, and lots of photos to celebrate my favorite time of year.
Instead, the joy of harvest season came to an abrupt end when Colorado experienced a 500-year flood last month, washing away our pepper patch and all of my spare time.
But we were very, very lucky. Some of our neighbors lost everything, but our house was on a small island with the river flowing around us. The water didn’t make it past our garden, and I evacuated the August hatchlings from the chicken coop before it filled with knee-deep water, so we didn’t have any immediate losses from the flood.
But the past several weeks have been rough, with sleepless nights, plenty of manual labor, and far too much time spent dealing with flooded belongings and malfunctioning sump pumps. And though it’s not over yet, our cellar is finally drying out.
It’s been a sad but necessary thing to let the site lie fallow as I struggle to keep my head above water. But as I get a little more breathing room, I’ll be getting back in front of the stove and behind the camera. And I can’t wait.