Show me a garden plot at the end of February and I’ll be happy through November. July 30, 2018 So much to love How does Pachamama hold such beauty? Today: […]
Autumn equinox blessings to you. Our hearts are many. Our dreams radiate – Our task is to shine, and merge with the turning leaves, the drying grasses – the digging […]
I have been so excited to finally, FINALLY bake with almond flour, and that moment actually arrived when I had the perfect occasion. My housewarming party. 🙂 I am loving […]
Today was quietly spectacular, walking by the ponds, hearing the trilling song of red-winged blackbirds returning, my heart soothed by beauty.
It Feels like Chilies in Adobo the birds came walking birds came walking birds came walking over the drift of dried grasses into fence No where to go but […]
listen within this moment winging inside a conscious rhythm surfaces in birdsong our breath tree shadows our hearts green dappling light tomato leaf and garlic scent dirt and water the […]
On Summer Solstice Let there be a ceremony of Light in our hearts. Let our bodies move like sunflowers turn … turn, turning towards sun so there is this refracting, […]
You haven’t heard from me in awhile, dear readers, and the reason why is I’ve been collecting my things and finding a new home and garden in which to dwell. […]
Oh, Colorado. Thank you for Spring. Such a tease you are.
All the grace that may be gleaned, I wish it for you as we travel on, negotiating this journey of life – and a very happy new year – from […]
Years ago, I’d been studying with indigenous healers from South America here in the states. A trip to their homeland had not quite manifested, but I had to get out […]
Nothing quite like laying on the earth with these beauties ….. Sharing space with spring-drunk bees … And sky with budding bushes Few words to share, and that feels so […]
If you’ve been following along on my winding path of food and beauty and Pachamama for awhile, you know I love to take photographs. I meandered slowly through countless images […]
Snow goddess sings in mallard wings through frosted dawn. Wink of another moon she paints across eastern skies and a new season rises. Reflected in whirled ice she lounges by […]