It’s January. What’s in season? What does it mean to eat in season, in the winter? Or simply to be in season?

It's strange, to live in such a globalized, sanitized, commodified, convenient-ized world, that a person could conceivably not know what food is actually in season, in any given month. Here's a post I found, for January: I do not have the same amount of energy this time of year that I'd have at high noon … Continue reading It’s January. What’s in season? What does it mean to eat in season, in the winter? Or simply to be in season?

Ice

The recent cold spell caught me unprepared for the many photo opportunities it offered; the day after I noticed the shimmering sheath of frost on the branches along the path leading to One Mile, the snow commenced and fell until the branches bent and shed their glory. (Fortunately, the feathery frost world has captured my … Continue reading Ice