Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Seven
My parents were wordies. One year in the late 1970s, I gave them an Upwords game for Christmas. It turned … Continue reading Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Seven
Category: Notes from Three of Earth Farm
Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Six
When the sun returns after the epic monsoon and flooding, that came on the heels of snowmaggedon, I load the … Continue reading Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Six
Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Five
My family moved thirty miles down Interstate 5 in 1960. I was eight years old. That ribbon of highway marked … Continue reading Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Five
Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Four
I took time off from the dig to create gifts for my sisters from my mother’s collections for craft projects. … Continue reading Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Four
How to Be a Winter Person
Wintering. A season in the cold. A transition between two worlds. Often involuntary. Always inevitable. As we enter this third … Continue reading How to Be a Winter Person
Discord & Harmony
It’s the winter solstice, my favorite cozy celebration of the year; the long night the breath between discord and the … Continue reading Discord & Harmony
Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Three
My mother was earnest, I will give her that. Not only that, but definitely that. This week’s tackle is the … Continue reading Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Three
Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Two
My mother’s superpower was, it seems, the will to collect, prepare, and press leaves and flowers. I hope she took … Continue reading Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part Two
Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part One
“An archeological excavation is the exposure, processing, and recording of archeological remains.” I have been living in my family home … Continue reading Excavating a Home: An Archeological Dig, Part One
For the Love of the Trees—A Small History
November 20, 2021 Robert, my lovely 95-year-old neighbor, told me a few weeks ago that the oak tree on his … Continue reading For the Love of the Trees—A Small History
Writing Down the Story 