Dallying

    I dug up the last of the dahlias, and tackled my  first attempt at dividing and storing. The results were not pretty.  A bucket full of rejected bulbs (thin, soft, shriveled) stood at my side while a paltry number of possibly productive tubers emerged for labeling.  I am thinking I don’t have a…

Birthday Kale

  Three kinds of kale arrived at my doorstep, together with a bag of arugula, and two kinds of parsley.  A Birthday cornucopia from an unknown well-wisher!  I set to washing, and prepping, and with the flat leaf (Russian) kale made a saute with oyster mushrooms, cumin, turmeric, and  salt.  Later in the week, I…

All Day, Now Night

It has been raining.  Gusts up to 45 mph, or is it 65? At one point the rain turned to slush, frozen snow-like crystals, and a brief white drift formed to disappear. All day I have been working on the new novel, and all day yesterday. In truth, today I stopped a few times to…