The final gifts of the growing season are ripening on the farm, a short walk away from the house. Andrew calls over to us from the peppers. It’s time to harvest! We drop the bikes and join him to pick some of the last fruits of the season together, delighting in the rainbow of lunchbox peppers, eggplant, and zucchini. Continue reading...
Leaving Hawaii felt inevitable yet tortuous. There was so much to be grateful for in our day-to-day life and while I gave my heart trying to make it all work there, I felt isolated and I felt weary.
Here we are again: at a crossroads, two paths spinning away into incomparably different lives. I’m stuck with the idea that more consequential than the physical path we choose, are the stories we choose to tell about the landmarks we pass along the way.
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I have been haunted for over a decade by that timeless coming-of-age question, “What is a right livelihood?”
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"Mama! Look how heavy and big these zinnias are! I don’t believe that we were all the way around the world and they were getting this big!" Continue reading...
On our two-year anniversary on the land I followed Juneberry around the yard…
Two years ago today, we moved into our home on Hawai’i Island. “We’ll give it two years, ok? See how it goes?” I had said. Continue reading...
Last week we returned to Hawaii as a family of four. We spent the last few months in Berkeley, California, where we traveled for the birth of our second daughter, Alia.
"Humans hate maintenance." Continue reading...
How to measure a year on the land, Many days without toes in the sand
Berries and Figs 