Tag: Andrew

I have been haunted for over a decade by that timeless coming-of-age question, “What is a right livelihood?”
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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...

"Humans hate maintenance." Continue reading...

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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For Thanksgiving this year, we restricted ourselves to food grown only from the land and her immediate neighborhood.
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“May we face whatever is to come in your divine will with courage and open hearts of acceptance. Amen”
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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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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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"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...

“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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