Upon the hills of Garlingtown Beneath the summer sky, In many pleasant pastures On sunny slopes and high, Their skins abloom with dusty blue, Asleep the berries lie. —Frank Prentice Rand In the Saffrin house this summer of ’18, we’re about five weeks along in following the Keto diet. Some days it’s been harder to live without carbs and sugar than it’s been to slog being outside on a wet humid day. But, we’re doing it. Lots of time, for me at least, spent learning some new recipes. Where would I be without the internet? I’ve found amazing recipes online. Being…
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Today my father, Donald Trewartha, has been gone for 15 years. So this blog post will be a little bit nostalgic and blue. Blue because of Dad’s and my mutual love of our favorite fruit, blueberries, our favorite color, blue, and because of a little wonder that I was a witness to, both on the day my father died and today. My dad was 73 when he passed away. While all who knew him were sad to see him go, all of us hated to see him suffering from Alzheimer’s and knew he was going to Heaven. His last days…
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