Fruitful Alchemy
I’ve stepped back a bit from the canning jars and boiling pots this week to enjoy a bit of last weeks labor. My morning is sublime with apple butter spread sticky and thick across crunchy crusty buttered toast. Ah such
“Putting Up” Your Bounty
This week I have barely stepped foot into my studio, all my creative energy has been in the kitchen. 20 pounds of apples from the Ranch trees and my mom’s orchard, a squishy box of ripe and ready peaches from
Calla Lily: Siren and Saint and everything in between
The Calla Lilies are bursting and abundant, blessing this spring day with their simplicity of form and boldness of spirit. When I walked into the Chapel here at The Bishop’s Ranch Easter Sunday a gorgeous armful of said flowers graced
♥ Shaped Love in Four Acts
I got a lot of responses this week to Monday’s post, and it seems (no surprise to you) that love, as Frank would sing it, is a many splendored thing and complicated! I did a little research this week and
Today Rabbit just might win the race
Those born in the year of the Rabbit in the Chinese zodiac are said to be: articulate, talented, and ambitious. They exhibit the best of taste and are good mannered, they give sound council and are extremely lucky with money
Understanding the Space-Time Continuum…sort of
This week has been a mad game of jet lag plus catch up that has my mind and body reeling. Through this fog of tasks and commitments I have been thinking a lot about time. What is time? How do
Harmonious Flight: you and six neighbors
The muse of the starlings has led me to some revelations this week. First I will share some of what I found out about starlings, then what I think we can learn from the metaphor. From a New York Times
Exploring Bounty
Welcome to the new decade, new year, new month, new week, new day, new moment. As is often the case I am reflecting on lessons learned in the past year, reflecting on what was right and what was wrong in
Taking a Break
Well I am taking a break for a few weeks, to recharge and play and visit so I won't be posting until the new year but I wanted to share two things with you. First, I wrote a few weeks
An Orbit of Daffodils
Well the week has passed quickly and as I promised on Monday I followed my dog of a memory sniffing out old thoughts and feelings like forgotten buried soup bones. Leonora’s passing seven years hence still doesn’t rest easily in