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 squirrels, the beets still growing in our gardens. Merge with the sunsets, arriving sooner every day. Merge with the darkness, and find the stars, luminous…
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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,…
Incan Quinoa Salad with Roast Yams, Sweet Peppers, Black Beans, Lime and Chilies
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 adventuring somewhere. My solo camping trip to Mesa Verde and Chaco Canyon inspired my spirit, and inspired this satisfying main dish salad. I made three hearty…
Tiger Swallowtails and Life
Faithful readers, you may have noticed it’s been a bit, a bite out of time since I last posted. I’ve had much to contemplate, places to travel, lovely connections with Earth, all narrowing down to this moment. Today, milkweed in full bloom and a tiger swallowtail butterfly in incredible perfection burst into my life as…
They’re here! Pachamama’s Beautiful Food Limited Edition Note Card Sets
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 of my days outside in the garden and on this earth, and decided last month to have some printed up as cards. Today I’ve been…
Snow Goddess Sings
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 creek bank in snowdrifts, coaxing, teasing water with old stories until it gurgles, chortling beneath solid surface. Snow goddess ecstatic in blizzard becomes the oak…
Covered with Flowers
On a magical plain in Wyoming flowers are blooming like wands. Their white flames touch my heart as I watch them swaying in morning sun, and there is a part of me that will stay here motionless outside of time in a slow dance cheek to cheek with the earth, Pachamama covered with flowers, with…
Spuds of Joy!
Big smile. The first potatoes of the season are here! I decided to cheer up and dig a little. The hail storm I wrote about a few weeks ago TRULY pummeled the potato plants, their big dark leaves ripped and stems scarred all over. Five of them continued to wither, then finally dried up. I…
Mother Earth, We Love You
Slowing down, to savor the miracle of this earth. And, sitting in the garden this morning, silently thanking the spirit of the earth, Pachamama, for sustaining us. May we sustain her, with more grace and intelligence each day.
April Sun, Snowflakes and a Cup of Sweet Rose Tea
Not many words are needed for this spectacular morning on Earth. Just look, and click to enlarge – the sun shown at an angle through the delicate mounds of snow, and in several photos, captured the exquisite singular snowflakes themselves… This next is definitely a photo to enlarge – and the next two after this — please…
Just Before the Rain, or: When I Feel Fragile I Look to the Earth
My body feels fragile today. Human. Delicate. Unsettled. With love, and more than a little gratitude, I look to the earth: She always comforts me. With her intricacies, her breadth. And especially the details. All the glorious details. Though much has changed, since these perennials last sprouted, in my life, my heart – to see them…
A Fervent Planting Day, Spring Altar, and Persian Soup
A wildness is coursing through my veins, bucking winter out of nooks and crannies with a single minded purpose. Get out in that dirt, and start digging. When I did, I immediately unearthed three carrots from last fall – they were crisp, and looked so inviting I came back inside, kicked off my shoes, and ate…
A Bit of Winter Garden Magic plus Butternut Squash and Feta Stuffed Pasta Shells with “Under the Leaves” Herbs
With mud in view the garden called out to me like a siren this gray February day, snow clouds descending and Mount Lamborn no longer in view. Everything has been covered in white here for weeks, and coming home from a five day trip I smiled, seeing brown leaves and black earth, re-emerging through the melting snow. Once out…
Don’t Frack the Fork! A Fierce and Tender Love, from Garden to Table
I live in the North Fork Valley of southwestern Colorado, in the small town of Paonia. The North Fork refers to the mighty Gunnison river, which ebbs and flows in varying degrees of tame and wild depending on the season. This community became my home nearly 6 years ago, and I have grown to adore it, land,…
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