Tuesday, September 18, 2012

The Water's Fine

I have spent quite a few years of my life trying to be a collector of this or that.  Usually it starts with gusto and then comes to a fizzling hissssss...

Case in point (long time readers of the other blog may even remember this).  My painted birdhouse collection.

Last I saw of them, they were in a picture on top of a soon to be aflame bonfire.  Peach of a man I divorced, no?  What did I expect from a man who gave away all my clothes though, really.

I have also tried to be a hobbyist of some sort.  Gardening was a way of life that I suppose could be called a hobby.  I have over the years attempted candle making, latch hooking, crossword puzzling (and really, all the puzzles are just what I do for sanity so I don't call them hobbies.)

A few weeks ago though, I made beer with my best friend Mike from the hops we grew on his brother's farm.  Now really, what can be better than combining a hobby (growing) with a collection (er, empties on my counter?)?  And so it went!  And it was spectacular.  We made 6 cases and will now home brew smaller batches with the knowledge that we gleaned from the experts at the local help-you-brew place.

And I am thinking I may want to try and make wine now.  Anyways, a tiny spark has been lit.


  1. Awesome beer, indeed! Good stuff (despite the extra fizziness). :-) Great seeing you this past weekend, Liz.

  2. Good to see you as well Jessie. I'm excited about the whole learning from my mistakes, in all aspects of my life! I think we are brewing again this weekend. Hopefully you'll get to taste this batch. :)