Showing posts with label #oliviastarke. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #oliviastarke. Show all posts

Thursday, May 7, 2015

Organic Gardening Tips


Today I’ll be offering some tips for organic gardening. There seems to be a misconception that organic gardening is harder than *regular* gardening, but honestly I don’t see it. Applying potentially harmful chemicals, then making sure you are scrubbed clean after application, and supervising children so they don’t snack on veggies that haven’t been washed, is much more a hassle in my book. Not to mention you’re doing happy little bees, birds, and butterflies (your garden’s b/f/fs!) a huge favor by going organic.
Let’s start with the proper fertilizers. I know there’s a lot of pH stuff that’s important for this vegetable vs that vegetable, but I never get that complicated since it’s only for my family and not a mass production. My favorite, and most readily available to me, is horse poop. Yup, my four hay burners actually earn their keep by making huge quantities of fertilizer. I don’t use it straight, I find where it’s been mixed with pasture dirt and has had time to become rich black top soil.
   Lots of stables and farms will offer you all the horse/goat/chicken/rabbit/etc. poop you can shovel for free. Check your area resources or Craigslist. A word of caution, if the poop hasn’t had a chance to mulch into the soil for a year don’t use too much. Also, chicken poop is strong stuff—a little goes a loooong way. You can also shortcut and buy premade organic fertilizer by the bag if shoveling poop ain’t your thang. And no, your dog and cat can’t contribute, plants don’t like their poop.
When it comes to weeds, well roll up your sleeves and get ready for fresh air and sunshine. I personally find pulling weeds meditative, and also it’s a great way to get kids away from the internet for a few hours. Keep the dirt loosened around your plants and it helps keep weeds at bay and also makes them easier to pull. Not to mention getting water and oxygen into the soil. You can always lay down straw, old newspaper, or mulch between rows for weed control.
And those pesky bugs that want to make a meal of your plants? What I’ve found is absolute gold is garlic powder. Apply directly to plant leaves to deter pests like persistent leaf hoppers, or mix a few tablespoons in a spray bottle with water to make a spray. I also plant marigolds around my plants, not only do they attract good critters, they also help repel the bad. Plus if you plant radishes with your plants, the radish tops will attract the bugs.
With larger pests like tomato worms you’ll have to inspect your plants if you find leaves that have been nipped off and pull the large green caterpillars off. Which is another thing young children seem to enjoy doing if you make it a game.
    Which flows into my next tip—invite the good critters to your garden! Song birds LOVE those tomato worms, caterpillars and grasshoppers which you don’t want. I love watching Cardinals dart in and out of my tomato plants looking for snacks. Consider growing a couple of sunflowers if birds don’t naturally hang around your garden spot to attract them. Also, plant lots of different types of flowers (word of caution: if you have young children or pets, make sure they aren’t poisonous like hemlock) which hummingbirds, bees, and butterflies like. They happily pollinate your garden. And one last must have is earthworms. They work tirelessly beneath the ground to keep the soil conditioned.
    Lastly try to buy heirloom varieties of plants. These are plant species that’ve been around for a long, long time. They tend to be hardy and more pest/disease resistant than newer types. I’ve also found they readily “volunteer” which means they sprout from seeds dropped on the ground year after year (which is why I end up with a ridiculous amount of tomato plants every year.)
    So there you have it, I hope this inspires you to try to grow a few plants, and to try the cool new rage of organic gardening. It’s not hype, and it’s not a lot of hard work! I love pulling a plump ripe tomato off the vine and digging in right on the spot—not really something you can do if it’s coated with pesticide. J


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Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Eating Wild

by Olivia Starke

One of the things I look forward to the most each spring is picking wild greens and hunting mushrooms (the edible kind, not the psychedelic kind.) Today I thought I’d share with you some of my family favorites in the wild green category which are readily available here in southern Missouri. If you’re feeling so brave, you might want to give these ‘weeds’ a try! BUT only pick from areas you know don’t have herbicides or pesticides so you don’t get sick, and always wash them thoroughly.

The best and easiest to find for the greens novice. This lawn and sidewalk nuisance is actually pretty darn tasty. Dandelion is best when picked while young and the leaves are small. I personally like this mixed with other greens since it’s pretty bitter. The older they get the more bitter they become. Good fresh or cooked.





Lamb’s Quarter is one of my favorites! It’s great sautéed or eaten fresh, and isn’t super-bitter.

Poke is NOT recommended for the novice! It’s actually poisonous if not picked at the right stage and prepared properly with repeated boiling and draining. It’s a green that HAS to be cooked in the right way. We pick this when it’s just up and we also like the young stalks fried. This is my favorite green though, and I try to add it to other greens whenever I can, or eat it by itself. Despite the pain it is to prepare, it holds a nice flavor. Young tender stalks can be rolled in flour and cornmeal and have a mild okra flavor (the stalks must be prepared correctly too.)

There you have it, my top 3 wild greens pick, though wild mustard and sour dock are two more additions to our seasonal skillet. These are part of many meals throughout spring and summer for my family.


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Thursday, October 23, 2014

Happy Halloween!


It's that time of year again, the time when ghosts, goblins, ghouls, and other nefarious creatures stalk the night. When we can gobble down all the candy we want, overdose on scary movies and dress up like our favorite villain or hero. What other time of year can we let loose the child within us? Christmas brings with it the holiday stress of family get togethers, packed shopping centers, and trying to balance everything while keeping everyone happy. By New Year's Day most of us breathe a sigh of relief it's all over FINALLY.  
Halloween is the holiday we can simply enjoy and play. This Halloween I invite you to stock up on candy, and if you're not lucky enough to be able to hand it out to the kids, at least watch a few scary movies (I highly recommend my favorite Night of the Living Dead.) Take this pre-holidays holiday to simply enjoy childhood once more :)

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Kat goes on the prowl looking for a one night stand to rile up her new friends. A little shock and awe to keep her sane in a life no longer hers. When she’s matched with Jared through 1Night Stand, he seems perfect for her plans. Conservative, sweet, and sexy as sin, she’s ready for one hell of a ride.
But Jared is more than she bargained for—much more. And when her plans for amusement turn dangerous will the two find a way to stay alive? 
Excerpt:
“Come on.” She winked. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”
“I thought these things were urban legend. I never imagined I’d see one in real life.”
His date’s gaze glimmered with mischief. “There are lots of big hairy surprises out there for those brave enough to search for them.”
“Like you, for one.” He cleared his throat. “Except for the hairy part. I hope, anyway.”
A slight blush colored her cheeks, and he brushed his knuckles over the soft skin there. Shadows marred the smoothness beneath her eyes. Had she been sick? Or maybe her party girl lifestyle drew out too much. She stepped back.
“Cowboy up, sugar.” She grasped his hand and pulled him forward, again surprising him with her power. Under the softness of her curves lay a fair amount of muscle. He swallowed. She could ride him without tiring, take his maddened pounding for hours. It’d take all night to spend the pent up energy boiling in his veins. He’d passed the point of return; jerking off wouldn’t satiate his needs. Without sex, and soon, he’d run howling through the streets, a crazed animal.
After taking an elevator to the basement level of the parking garage, she led him to a red door and rapped on its freshly painted surface. Dark corners closed in on them. The hairs on his arms and neck rose. He sensed being watched. More cameras. Were as many inside? And maybe a live Internet feed his family could run across in some improbable way?
Don’t create imaginary monsters. He squared his shoulders.
A partition slid open. Dark eyes narrowed, focusing on Kat who lifted a pale brow. The panel slammed closed, and Jared let a small sigh slip. Could he be off the hook? This night had turned out to be more than he’d bargained for, leaving him ready to tuck tail and run. Find somewhere else to indulge his feral wants with his date. The door swung open, and the odor of incense assaulted him. His escape option evaporated.

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Life Lessons I Learned From My Kittens



Rascal the Mighty

by Olivia Starke

It’s summer time on my little farm, and this year we welcomed a few new little additions to our menagerie. They’re furry, feisty, and a whole lot of trouble, though definitely worth it. Kittens are balls of energy, ready to take on the world, and pretty much exist to love every second of being alive. While watching them play, I can’t help but appreciate the way every day is a grand adventure. Every second of being awake is an exploration and an opportunity to discover something new. It’s crazy how such little creatures not even two months old can remind someone of what being alive really is about. Here is the list I hope others can take to heart as well.

You don’t need fancy things to have fun! A leaf or piece of straw, and a bit of imagination, and you’ll have the time of your life.

Even if things are dark and rainy, live like it doesn’t matter! Even if things aren’t perfect, life goes on, and play on to spite it.

Never underestimate how wonderful it is to cuddle with those you love. You’ll appreciate the extra warmth and security it provides.

Be fascinated by the little things, even if you’ve seen them dozens of times. A shift in sunlight and its brand new, and worth a good inspection!

 If something scares you, puff up, and stalk toward it anyway. You may find bravery wins out against any adversary, including a ferocious clump of grass!

So this post is dedicated to my little wonders: Rascal, Rebel, Callie, Ramone, Pete, and precious Itty Bitty who, unfortunately, didn’t make it (though he lived every second with the biggest heart and belief that everything was AWESOME.)

When Abigail Winter’s stepsister sets her up with 1Night Stand, she can’t deny she needs a night away from the constant worry. Her cat rescue A Purrfect Home is in danger of closing, and she’s nearly out of options. Her date, Carlita, is gorgeous with soft curves that leave Abigail hungry for a taste. A perfect and passionate distraction for the evening. 
Carlita Menedez is thrilled when she first lays eyes on her date, Abigail. Beautiful, and an animal lover, who more perfect for a former veterinarian? Her lithe form proves irresistible, and her kisses incredible. Their chemistry sizzles and when they come together, they find pure bliss in one another’s arms.
But disaster steals their night, and A Purrfect Home may already be lost. Will Carlita be the one person who can help Abigail save everything she’s worked so hard for?

Excerpt: 
Thunder boomed louder, jarring the windows, echoing her pounding heart. Carlita met her gaze and Abigail couldn’t resist reaching out and taking one of her ebony curls, letting the silken texture slip through her fingertips. The simple act did obscene things, a tight ache settled between her thighs. Abigail cupped the other woman’s cheek. “What do you think? Can two strangers like us have a passionate one night affair?”
Carlita’s tongue darted out, moistening her lips, her brown eyes smoldering. A tantalizing tease.
“I think it’s why we’re here, right?”
What an unsatisfying answer. She had to know for sure the other woman felt the same as she did. She stroked her thumb over Carlita’s bottom lip. “Do you want me?”
Carlita looked away and Abigail’s confidence faltered. What if the chemistry was one sided? God, it’d been years since she’d dated, and she’d never been good at reading body signals. To top it off, she was feeling pretty desperate; never a good thing while figuring someone else out. She took a deep breath, ready to back off. Carlita covered her hand with her own before she could pull away and moved the platter with the cheesecake to the nightstand.
“I want you to kiss me, Ab—”
Abigail moved before she could finish the sentence. Carlita’s lips were soft, yielding to the urgency of her kiss. She pulled her forward until Carlita straddled her thighs, the kiss deepening, their tongues meeting in foreplay. She tasted of chocolate, champagne, and desire, a delicious combination, and Abigail couldn’t get enough. Abigail stroked the smooth skin of her exposed back, feeling her muscles moving while Carlita worked the buttons on her blouse. When the other woman palmed Abigail’s breasts through her cotton bra, the heat within her bloodstream turned to liquid fire. She yanked the halter ties to Carlita’s dress, fumbling with the knot.
“Damn it.” The ties wouldn’t give. More than anything she wanted those incredible breasts free to bury her face between them. Live out one of the fantasies she’d been denied all night.
“Oh god, I’m sorry,” Carlita said as grabbed the ties, trying to help. “I didn’t want to fall out. I tightened it into a double knot.”
Abigail gave up and let her work the knot, taking advantage of having free hands.

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Friday, April 11, 2014

Cat People

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I’m a cat person, always have been. I’ve had both cats and dogs most of my life, but I’ve always had an affinity for the feline species. I love their independence. Owning a cat is slightly more a chore than owning a house plant. And when they want to cuddle then you feel super special for the attention.
Sure, my four dogs all but maul me with their loving excitement when I go outside for a few minutes then come back in. I might as well have taken a trip around the world. I love them for their undying loyalty and enthusiasm, but they also look completely put out when I’m not nearly as excited to see them. (Guys, seriously, I took the garbage out, CALM DOWN.)  Meanwhile, the cats eye me curiously, wondering if I’ve brought anything back of interest. If not, then it’s yawns and back to naps.
This is the type of person I am. Low maintenance and I value my independence.

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Blurb:
When Abigail Winter’s stepsister sets her up with 1Night Stand, she can’t deny she needs a night away from the constant worry. Her cat rescue A Purrfect Home is in danger of closing, and she’s nearly out of options. Her date, Carlita, is gorgeous with soft curves that leave Abigail hungry for a taste. A perfect and passionate distraction for the evening.
Carlita Menedez is thrilled when she first lays eyes on her date, Abigail. Beautiful, and an animal lover, who more perfect for a former veterinarian? Her lithe form proves irresistible, and her kisses incredible. Their chemistry sizzles and when they come together, they find pure bliss in one another’s arms.
But disaster steals their night, and A Purrfect Home may already be lost. Will Carlita be the one person who can help Abigail save everything she’s worked so hard for?

 Excerpt:
Thunder boomed louder, jarring the windows, echoing her pounding heart. Carlita met her gaze and Abigail couldn’t resist reaching out and taking one of her ebony curls, letting the silken texture slip through her fingertips. The simple act did obscene things, a tight ache settled between her thighs. Abigail cupped the other woman’s cheek. “What do you think? Can two strangers like us have a passionate one night affair?”
Carlita’s tongue darted out, moistening her lips, her brown eyes smoldering. A tantalizing tease.
“I think it’s why we’re here, right?”
What an unsatisfying answer. She had to know for sure the other woman felt the same as she did. She stroked her thumb over Carlita’s bottom lip. “Do you want me?”
Carlita looked away and Abigail’s confidence faltered. What if the chemistry was one sided? God, it’d been years since she’d dated, and she’d never been good at reading body signals. To top it off, she was feeling pretty desperate; never a good thing while figuring someone else out. She took a deep breath, ready to back off. Carlita covered her hand with her own before she could pull away and moved the platter with the cheesecake to the nightstand.
“I want you to kiss me, Ab—”
Abigail moved before she could finish the sentence. Carlita’s lips were soft, yielding to the urgency of her kiss. She pulled her forward until Carlita straddled her thighs, the kiss deepening, their tongues meeting in foreplay. She tasted of chocolate, champagne, and desire, a delicious combination, and Abigail couldn’t get enough. Abigail stroked the smooth skin of her exposed back, feeling her muscles moving while Carlita worked the buttons on her blouse. When the other woman palmed Abigail’s breasts through her cotton bra, the heat within her bloodstream turned to liquid fire. She yanked the halter ties to Carlita’s dress, fumbling with the knot.
“Damn it.” The ties wouldn’t give. More than anything she wanted those incredible breasts free to bury her face between them. Live out one of the fantasies she’d been denied all night.
“Oh god, I’m sorry,” Carlita said as grabbed the ties, trying to help. “I didn’t want to fall out. I tightened it into a double knot.”
Abigail gave up and let her work the knot, taking advantage of having free hands.