How to measure a year on the land, Many days without toes in the sand
One Year in Hawai’i
One year ago, we landed in Kona, rented a car, and drove over the saddle to our new home on the Hamakua Coast.
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Thanksgiving
For Thanksgiving this year, we restricted ourselves to food grown only from the land and her immediate neighborhood.
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Happy Birthday Juneberry
Juneberry turns two today. Being her mom has been the most incredible gift. These past two years have left my heart so full, my body oh so exhausted, and my journaling and blog entries nearly nonexistent. But she's changing so fast and I want to remember all of it. The adorable way she says “nuh … Continue reading Happy Birthday Juneberry
Invasive Species
“War is being waged all across the country against the invasive plant and animal species — some 50,000 of them — now spreading across the U.S.”
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Aloha
“May we face whatever is to come in your divine will with courage and open hearts of acceptance. Amen”
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The Essence of a Cedar Tree
Only a few weeks ago did I realize that essential oils are not essential in the colloquial sense of the word. They are essential in that they capture the essence of a plant.
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The Second Year
After a couple months away, the garden greeted us with baby fig leaves unfurling from their buds; tulips we’d forgotten we’d planted; blossoms lining the goumi berry branches; little strawberry flowers covering the beds.
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Maple Sugaring
"There is in some parts of New England a kind of tree whose juice that weeps out its incision, if it is permitted slowly to exhale away the superfluous moisture, doth congeal into a sweet and saccharin substance." - Robert Boyle, 1663 Continue reading...
Vermont WWOOFing
“I long to embrace, to include in my own short life, all that is accessible to man. I long to speak, to read, to wield a hammer in a great factory, to keep watch at sea, to plow. I want to be walking along the Nevsky Prospect, or in the open fields, or on the ocean — wherever my imagination ranges.”
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