The silence spoke loudly of silence, and the rivers kept speaking, of rivers, of boulders and air.
(Jane Hirshfield, “On The Fifth Day”)
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Autumn Giles has generously allowed me to share her Rangpur Lime Marmalade recipe. Do make it as she wrote it, including the note about using large limes.
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It rained this afternoon and I went for a walk. I saw five ospreys hunting. Two reached down and pulled silver fish from beneath the green scarf of the lake. There were…
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I’ve been surprised by many things in the past few weeks. For one thing, I am surprised by the number of people diagnosed with inflammatory bowel disease (IBD) who think it’s good…
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Today on Facebook, a good friend who is caught in deep winter asked her friends for a story “about how outside their door the sun is warm, the leaves are green, and…
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This giveaway is now closed — but the recipe for honeyed apricots (below) is great! The first person to cook an apricot sure did stumble on something great. I don’t know how…
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Be a person here. Stand by the river, invoke the owls. Invoke winter, then spring. Let any season that wants to come here make its own call. After that sound goes…
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Down near the bottom of the crossed-out list of things you have to do today, between “green thread” and “broccoli” you find that you have penciled “sunlight.” Resting on the page, the…
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With wishes for joy, prosperity, and an abundance of love and friendship in 2012.
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I’m not in the habit of committing copyright violations, but I had to post this picture I snapped of my favorite postcard. The photograph was taken by Martine Franck in Nepal in…
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March 19 is a very special day. It’s Mo’s birthday! Okay, so it’s my birthday, too. But for several years, I was blessed to share this day with Ms. Moreka Jolar in…
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I am a chronic nail biter. I’ve been this way since the fourth grade, when I noticed a classmate biting her nails and thought it looked interesting enough to try it myself.…