It Feels Like Chilies in Adobo

  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 up they whistled to each other and it sounded like a choir tuning up in heaven from the look of things they left and aren’t…

Tomato Nirvana: Heirloom Tomato, Basil and Goat Cheese Tortilla Pizzas

Here in Colorado we have finally reached peak tomato ecstasy. I think for me it is truly a deep down, ingrained, hereditary love. Of tomatoes. A gift of tomatoes is a treasure indeed. Hot off the vine. Recently, from my plants and from my CSA share, I happily, gratefully gleaned purple Cherokees, Valencias, Green Zebras,…

Grilled Vegetable Ratatouille with French Pistou

There are two main styles of cooking, as my eyes see it today. One celebrates the simple purity of the ingredients and aims to let each one shine through in a merged state of clarity with the others. The other style contains more emphasis on stylistic appeal, sophistication, complexity – not to mention ambition. Both…

Celebrating What Is, Including Lots of Kale, and Saag Panir

Celebrating what is. Each morning we get to wake up and decide what we cook up to place on our plate of life. I love and appreciate all the seasons, but summer, oh summer, is so easy to celebrate. Even amidst some hardships this season: super-strained knees, and a foot bent out of shape for…

A Midsummer Night’s Nicoise

It’s pure summer love. My inspiration began when I noticed the green beans in the garden were getting big enough to pick. And a few tomatoes gleamed from deep in their foliage. Salad Nicoise with a few liberties. You know, that French dish from long ago? Here’s to a  little breaking with tradition. What’s ripening…

Two Step Fresh from the Garden Thai Style Coconut Curry

I hope all your garden dreams are coming true this summer. It’s just about my favorite place to be, and favorite thing to do: garden as noun and garden as verb. ❤ This summer we seem to be blessed with few varmints in the garden, grateful for that. For this particular batch of curry, I did…

Grilled Asparagus, Balsamic Beet and Grapefruit Mixed Green Salad

  We’ve definitely entered into the salad days of summer. And northern Colorado has been hot, hot hot. I’ll bet it has been where you are too… though today begins in a gray, overcast kind of way, and that feels mighty refreshing. I created this salad, actually, back in March – in a spring kind…

In the garden

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 steps we take earth on our knees the whole universe inside us dreams become real a star bursts in daylight the seven sisters whirl across…

Garden of Joy … and Coconut Milk Chipotle Ranch Dressing

My spirits are rejuvenated every time I head to the garden – this amazing space I’m sharing with friends. Here’s but a few of the delights coming on in full beauty this last June day. So much to be grateful for. To have this space to breathe in, and connect with. And once we’ve poked…

White Wings

  Four pelicans Glide white wings through azure sky beneath a morning moon, soaring. They were just paddling a tight circle on a small clear lake, fishing, Moments ago.   Human angels against A backdrop of hate Raised white linen wings fashioned for protection To shield hearts shattered from grief From a raw harshness yet…

On Summer Solstice

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, impossible burst, receiving, receiving it, and then Light bends, through deep recess, hiding places, stoney blocks of our histories: just like that flat out shining…

Angels of the Morning – take a walk in the garden

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. And once several hours of dirt digging has taken place, and some sweat on sunny days – my spirit begins to connect with the earth,…