Raising eyebrows

Poking at smidgins of joy for a few minutes every day.

If the jeans fit

This really is about jeans.

Flipping the card

There were no lucky marbles on the road for me.

Gifts of grass

The bigger share of my gratitude went to the gift of vetiver grass.

Klutz gardening

As fellow blogger janeishly commented, "Klutz gardening is just an indication of your subconscious knowing where stuff will grow. Honest." I don't have to take her word for it, because I already know this to be true. I have racked up numerous instances of klutz gardening over the years, although these have seldom been documented.... Continue Reading →

Raising beds

The fluid continuum of gardening.

Pickled fallen onions

When I was about five I saw cocktail pickled onions in a jar for the first time. I remember asking my mother why they were so white.

Highway 501

What I imagine my Highway 501 looks like.

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