Hung upside down to ripen just before the weirdly warm Christmas. They aren’t very good.
When I was out working in the garden on Christmas Day, and it was unseasonably warm, and unduly dry, and the kale was thick with aphids, I looked at the sky and said that all I wanted for Christmas was… (READ MORE)
May you experience in the coming year, no matter what comes or life calls of you, moments of joy, wonder, and connection. Peace peace peace.
How luminous the Low, long, afternoon light come The winter solstice.