My, my, my, maitake
Harvesting from the garden is rewarding. It feels good to store away beets for the winter that we started from…
Surviving, or Trial by Fire
McKinley and Eden are two villages that have vanished from this Island of ours. They have left merely traces of…
Hands that see
Biking 100 hundred miles on a golden September Sunday in Ohio was a peaceful entry into the world of organized…
Bats, bugs and garlic
A solitary evening in the backyard, very rare, no bonfire, no family or friends just stars, crescent moon and breeze.…
Bud Cans and BBs
After months without writing, the words and ideas flood my mind, each yammering for attention. “Me! Me“ they shout, and…
Latte Lawyers
As a latte lover, I appreciate there is skill involved in making a perfect latte, but does it really require…
Salt, and sage-flavored crickets
Part 1: Salted As a producer of sea salt, marketed as Zeasalt®, I like to use our product. I know…
Firsts, sweet and bittersweet.
April first is not the beginning of the year, but it carries a sense of newness, of spring, of the…
By the way signs
No swimmin, but is swimming ok? Also referred to as three inches of partly cloudy
Why does my hair smell like bacon?
The first weekend at camp for the winter is anticipated, looked forward to, and the reality is always even better…