One of my summer rituals is to wait for my little sour cherry tree in our backyard to ripen and then watch the robins carry the cherries off.
It’s a little bit of a thing, this fruit tree. It’s suffered insect damage to its trunk. The deer pillaged it. And once we’d caged, pruned and protected it, it managed only a large handful of cherries for years. (more…)
I took a working vacation into the wilderness. It was a volunteer cooking gig, actually, but this post is not about food. It is a little photographic tour of some other things that sustain us–in more subtle ways. (more…)