Hot Cider, Hallowed Souls, and Sweet Potato Pie

Hot Cider, Hallowed Souls, and Sweet Potato Pie

Today is November 1st, known as Samhain, All Saints Day, or Dia de los Muertos, depending on your spiritual and cultural orientation. Last night, Halloween, was a bright, beautiful full moon in Taurus. We put out candy for the few intrepid trick-or-treaters, then we...
Fed-up-with-fascism Fennel Frond Pesto

Fed-up-with-fascism Fennel Frond Pesto

Yesterday I had a basically perfect day in the garden: I got up early to weed the bed that has been covered over with chickweed, that I was waiting until the last frost was past to uncover, then it rained for a week. It was supposed to rain more so I wanted to just...
Venus in Retrograde Rose Petal Marmalade

Venus in Retrograde Rose Petal Marmalade

I write this dispatch from late in the day on Mother’s Day. It has been sweet and warm today, after much ado about a potential frost last night, which I don’t think materialized, at least not from what I could tell from my garden. Today marks the end of...
In Memoriam Gloria Jean Babcock 1963-2020

In Memoriam Gloria Jean Babcock 1963-2020

My baby, you are supposed to have the most glorious Victorian Voodoo Viking funeral New Orleans has ever seen- your body, perfumed and afloat on a boat full of roses, set aflame on the Mississippi and set out to sea. We should be keening and wailing at the gates of...
On Sobriety and Self Love

On Sobriety and Self Love

On New Year’s Day in years past, I had a long-standing tradition of hosting an open-house backyard-bonfire party, welcoming the whole world with black-eyed peas, collard greens, cornbread, and bourbon, always the bourbon. Today, New Year’s Day 2020, I’m happily...