sky smoke and water

Well for some reason my dogs and I woke up earlier than usual, la madrugada (the wee hours of the morning before dawn). It could be that our neighbors little chicks are turning out to NOT be hens, but rather roosters. I actually don’t mind waking up and hearing roosters, or song birds, I really…

dirt for the soul kind of day

If you can garden this time of year in the mountains, it’s a treat. Harvesting the last of the chard, delicada squash, and herbs. Collecting seeds for next years garden dreams, transplanting, moving, and degrassing flower beds. It’s more or less playing in the dirt, a soul kind of day. The only thing that makes…