The rain is gone (for now), the wind is back, and with it, some arctic cold. We braved the wind to go down and check on the New Ed Gulley Bedlam Farm bridge. It looks great, even as the creek has never been bigger or faster. We got up, had breakfast, and went to the Farmer’s Market to check up on Casey, who opened her coffee and breakfast cart in March, and Keean Mcllvaine, the town’s new bread genius and the baker of the only bread I eat.

Both were at the Winter Farmer’s Market, which meets every other week until March. I got some money made by Jordan, Kean’s husband (it’s raw honey and quite remarkable). They both moved from Washington to our town to live in the country and make excellent bread. Kean’s husband Jordan (photos later) is studying to be a Master Bee Keeper; there are not many.

Kean is bringing a bread revolution to our town, which has only recently started selling wheat bread. You can see the Covered Bridge Bread Company’s sharp blog here.

Kean’s bread is the best I remember having, and I’ve signed up for a subscription – four loaves purchased in advance with a discount. I pick up my multi-grain brain – very healthy for someone with diabetes –  every once a week at Kean’s beautiful home near a covered bridge in Shushan. I love getting my bread this way, and her bread is worth the short and beautiful drive. Her chocolate chip cookies are pretty great, also.

Kean Casey and Cindy Cassavant are three of my favorite dreamers, intelligent and talented women changing how we eat and use soap (Cindy, the Goat Lady.

We’re back home, getting our blogging done, and Maria has just put up her Zip notecards on her Etsy Page. I’d move fast if you want one of those.

I like this photo; I get the chills just looking at it. It’s snowing now. The wind is fierce again.

Every morning begins with Maria bringing her hat to the animals—our Pied Piper.

It’s snowing now, but it was sunny and beautiful just a few minutes ago. That’s the weather these days. No one can predict it, all we can do is survive it.