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.
On our two-year anniversary on the land I followed Juneberry around the yard…
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.
How to measure a year on the land, Many days without toes in the sand
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
I hold Juneberry close as I walk the trail home. The sound of snow crunching beneath my crampons offers the perfect white noise for her nap. The crackling of the woodstove welcomes us, the thumps of snow drifting off of our roof, the drip of melting icicles, and the bubbling of boiling beans...these are the sounds of home right now.
This past summer, Andrew and I swung by a local plant sale. Two unsuspecting loofah plants caught our eye. As an afterthought, we popped these starts in the back forty among the other scattered squash seeds (loofah is a squash!) and promptly forgot about them.
Because of my pregnancy and the pandemic, I took a leave of absence from the hospital. The little one and I have been at home instead of pacing around the intensive care unit. I’ve thrown myself more deeply into the community of ducks, chickens, plants, insects, and birds that call this landscape home.
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Brightly colored fruits shimmered on a tree across the courtyard. Tired from our walk in the humid heat, Andrew and I were tempted by the prospects of a sugary pick-me-up.
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Berries and Figs 