Pagans encounter the land beneath their feet
And over that potato-field A lazy veil of woven sun, Dandelions growing on headlands, showing Their unloved hearts to everyone. -from Spraying the Potatoes by Patrick Kavanagh; 1940 Our gardens are full of Bearnán Bríde - the sunny dandelion. I like to leave them growing because the bees and birds love them, so. I also enjoy making yummy things with their flowers, leaves, and roots. Today I gathered a few bright heads to make Dandelion Syrup! Here in Ireland, as elsewhere, … [Read more...]
I'm finally recovering from a week's jetlag, after two weeks in the sunny Southern states of the USA. One of the main ways in which I get in touch with new places when I'm travelling is through food - especially as I have a litany of food allergies and sensitivities, which make me hyper-aware of what I'm eating. Of course, my first stop for food was at a place where I knew my needs would be met: Sevananda natural foods co-operative. It's always a pleasure to visit this little home from home … [Read more...]
Oakland. The city of my birth. The city where my daughter was born. The city where my mother was born. Her mother was born one city over in Berkeley. If any place is really my "home" on this planet, this must be it. And yet, I've struggled with this place. I leave it quickly and come back only under duress. My friends point out that I seem to be happy here, and they wonder why I'm so anxious to go. It's not hard to explain. There's too much history. And the Bay Area isn't the place I grew up any … [Read more...]
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