Seasonal living and the sensual, sensate life.

spring poems

“Moving New and Old Things”:  Some Ideas About Transitional Eating

“Moving New and Old Things”: Some Ideas About Transitional Eating

Spring and my palate is a wreck.  On the Front Range, the weather sea-saws between too -warm days that force green shoots of daffodils and tulips skyward (giving me panic attacks about the kind of summer heat to come )and wet, dreary spring snows that […]