The oily residue of heavy cream coats my lips. I rub them together, spreading evenly. I polish off the dregs of collagen-laced coffee because I have to replace what I’m losing to gravity. A small effort in a losing battle that I don’t really care that much about. Cholesterol levels would say nix the cream … Continue reading Figs & Fall
The birds are louder than the thunder this morning. As I step outside well before sunrise, it feels like I have cracked the door to some ancient time and am walking into a cathedral choir of songbirds. The acoustics — the kind you can only experience with high ceilings and insulated walls — swell about … Continue reading
January has come and I finally cut back the grape vines and wisteria. I also pruned the berry bushes. They are dormant now, and will sleep off the rest of winter as long as we have cooler temps. I tossed all the debris into a pile in the garden and torched it until it was … Continue reading january
SHE GILDS THE LILY: a lavish waste of words and wonder 