Travel Journal 5: The Rose Garden

My last day – i was busy with an art project and packing, so made just a short excursion out to stretch my legs to the Harvey Cornell Rose Park. Gosh, i had totally forgotten what it’s like to walk somewhere on your own. Honking horns, men at stop lights mumbling creepy unintelligible things things…

Travel Journal 4: Bugs and Gravestones

My friend Danica unfortunately had to leave yesterday morning due to a severe migraine, but i stayed on for the last two days alone.  Such a strange sensation, being alone! I’m not used to it. It’s strange having experiences and no one to share them with. It WAS very peaceful and i got a lot…

Travel Journal 3: Chapels and Roses 

We spent the day touring and shopping for the children back home. It’s funny how we are so used to doing everything for our children, that now without them it’s a little like being lost. When we see pinecones on the ground, or the cottonwood fluff we reminisce about how much they would enjoy collecting…

 Travel Journal : Pueblos and Petroglyphs

We spent a day hiking around at Bandelier National Monument.  Several of the paths were closed for maintenance,  but we were able to take a short trail.  The landscape, of course, is beautiful, with many sculptured cliffs, twisty trees, and wildflowers.  I see this little yellow flower everywhere, so I guess it is the New…

Travel Journal 1: Santa Fe, NM 2020

I flew into Santa Fe Regional Airport Saturday evening to meet a friend i haven’t seen in years since she moved away.  The Air BnB we are staying in is beautiful and private,  and the adobe walls give the place a wonderful, snug feeling.   It was a bit of a fiasco at first, because the…

Grape Flower Soda

The fair pastures are growing and growing, still silver-crested with daisy fleabane, white under the silver-lined clouds, heavy with thunder, that wander over the sky. The air is so humid it hangs like a mist around lights, and i feel like I’m gulping water when i breathe. The ubiquitous sand sticks to everything – feet,…

Parsley Aioli

I can’t even remember such a mild and lovely spring. April and May are usually scorching hot, but this year day after day was like a golden sunflower turning toward the heavenly blue each shining hour, and the nights were as cool as cream. The vegetables are piling up in the garden.  I have parsley…

A Garden Tour Spring 2020

Can I show you my garden?  This is, beyond a shadow, the most beautiful, flower-filled, viney, better-homes-and-gardens, fairy dust, glossy magazine centerfold, rockstar, dreamboat, fairest-of-them-all, wish-upon-a-star, garden of dreams garden than I’ve ever grown before…. I took first-planted pictures to include, so you can see how it has grown! Here it is now: These are…

The Odd Bits: Blood Loaf

Just after we moved from my childhood home to a lonely neighborhood, i started having panic attacks. A month before we had moved, I got eight new silver amalgam fillings, triggering a severe kidney infection that didn’t respond to antibiotics, asthmatic bronchitis that i didn’t fully recover from for years, and a heart arrhythmia. I…

Easter 2020

Our naturally dyed eggs turned out so pretty this year! We made the most beautiful blue dye from the very dark purple Nebula carrots in the garden.  We did the usual beets and turmeric for red and yellow.  I woke up very early,  when just the barest white violet light was bathing the dew-soaked garden….

The Odd Bits: Crispy Chicken Feet

These past few weeks have been so perfectly beautiful – clear as a bell and full to the brim with flowers and the unfolding of fresh green leaves, ready to meet the sunshine.  The mornings have been dew-strung and misty,  illuminating the careful lacy weavings of the spiders in the golden light, and at night…

The Odd Bits: Beef Heart Stew

I love this blooming, gentle season, with its bright blue days so beautiful they seem like a dream, and skies that are like gazing into the eyes of a beloved. They shift so easily into the pattering, grey days when the slick tree trunks stand out from the blushing green. Perhaps it is the flowers…