This morning I walked up to Cultivate the City with a neighbor. I am going to try more fruit this year–I found a spot for a passion fruit vine; I will put strawberry towers on the sleeping porch; I may… (READ MORE)
I’ve been going out just at full light, before even most of the workers, to be safe and actually practice physical distancing. I am realizing just how dependent I am on walkabout, and this next phase is requiring me to… (READ MORE)
I feel compelled to make clear that I have avoided going to the tidal basin. All the blossoms I have visited have been in my neighborhood at times when few enough were outside that I could maintain full social distancing…. (READ MORE)
On the Way Home from Spanish Class Before Meditating on the Bus and Engaging In Before Sleep Self-Care Rituals
Including gentle yoga asana to address the places that feel a bit stuck after 2 1/2 hours in a hard small chair with a desk attached to the right side (I write with my left hand). I change my position… (READ MORE)
This morning it seemed that if instead of finishing my walk to work I remained still with soft gaze all day, I would be able to see the blossoms opening one by one.
There is an unreality to the beauty of the Spring blossoms. If you look closely at the photograph, you can see how terribly dry is the ground. How long can trees blossom when in drought? If we fail to nourish… (READ MORE)