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with our own two hands

Well shit, things are heavy in the world right now. I woke up in the middle of the night last night imagining things I’d rather not imagine. Things I’ve read about this summer. You know the stories. The senselessness and heartache of humans murdering other humans. Read more on with our own two hands…
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Summer on a String: Marigold Garland

Amidst the: Salad every night, snacking on sun-warmed peas, all those green tomatoes wiggling bigger every day... Bouquets of mint, oregano, chamomile, dill and lavender drying, waiting to season the winter's tea and soup... Are the flowers! I always tuck marigolds into my vegetable garden. I like the neon orange waving from the tones of jade, mint, emerald, sage, lime and clover. Marigolds are also a good friend to vegetable gardens. Their nectar feeds beneficial insects that eat harmful insects and they are also known to deter some insects from vegetable plants. Honestly, I think you'd have to plant gobs of them to make a real difference so I mostly plant them because they are jubilant. And they dry so beautifully! I made a garland last summer that has been in our bathroom ever since. The color has really held up and in the midst of winter's 4:30 sunsets and grey skies, I committed to make MORE marigold garland this summer. Continue reading →
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the immortality of make believe

Two years ago my daughters wrote a letter to a potential fairy and left it out on the deck. She wrote back. Her name is Lavender Fawn. The girls stitched up beds from fabric scraps and fashioned sofas from soft leaves, they set out itty portions of banana and pea sized bowls of jewels. Those who've been reading here a while might remember my discomfort with Santa etc because I couldn't shake the discomfort of lying to my kids. So how did we get here? Where I wake at 6am to craft tiny notes from a tiny fairy who cares for fawns in western Montana in the spring and lives in Nicaragua during our winter and took a sabbatical to help the moon fairy with the tides last summer? Continue reading →
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Artful Homestead at Windrush Farm

I've been home for over a week now and my suitcase remains packed, including bits of California grass, Pacific scented sand, exotic leaves and seashell shards my daughters carefully collected and studied. We'll get to it. The first ever Artful Homestead took place on Windrush Farm in Chileno Valley on May 28. When my best friend first asked me to be a part of something with her there, I spent a lot of time imagining what that might look like. It's fun to day dream about Windrush Farm, about collaborating with my old friend, about pushing myself into something new. Paige's mother in law owns the farm and Paige has hosted many photography workshops there. Her husband, Arann Harris, is a musician and leads Continue reading →
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Switch turned on. Or off, which ever.

Ah May! You've zipped right by. I caught you by the tail just as you were walking out the door. Full of company, rain, baby chicks, green grass, soccer games, raging creeks. The arrival of hummingbirds, dandelions, ticks, tank tops, salad at every dinner. No offense, I am ready for June. The end of school, the beginning of the dog days. Continue reading →
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