Since I’ve been home from Ireland, people have often asked me about “culture shock”. Nearly half a lifetime ago, I wandered through remote parts of Mexico and Guatemala where everything from the language, food, landscape, clothing and body language was foreign and unsettling. In more recent years, I hung out in Malaysia where I ate at a … Continue reading Culture Shock
I reached into my pants pocket today and pulled out a small, hard chunk of earth flecked with grass. The pants had just been washed but the pocket was still filled with crumbles of grittiness. I think I remember putting them there while Neil and Ed and I walked an empty misty path on a … Continue reading Finding Home Far Away
I inherited my garden in the dead of winter from a tiny Italian lady who had been unable to care for it for a number of years before she sold her home to us. She left behind the garden tools I still use today, as well as more than three dozen roses, numerous raised vegetable … Continue reading Wild Surprises
Seeking out these moments of intimacy with the natural world on a small level...are critical to my wellbeing.