How Our Home is Made

Each day I look after my aging meats, as Brad feeds his hungry sourdough starter. I’m making bacon and he’s baking bread. We simply add a fried egg or a glass of wine, depending on the hour.

On Weeding

One man’s weeds are another woman’s salad. I once nurtured a pot of nasturtiums so that I might enjoy a few edible flowers. Now there is a whole mess of them, colorful yet crawling and sprawling all over the place. … Continue reading…