Homebuilding as Sacred

A strong cold wind whips through our tiny grove of apple banana trees. I hear leaves twisting and slapping together just outside our screen door. I can taste the salty air as it rises up from lapping waves along the north shore. The sun slowly breaks through the clouds to reveal sloppy stretches of mud… Continue reading Homebuilding as Sacred

Jammy Toast and Hot Coffee

It's just past 6 a.m. this Thursday morning as I sit down with my strawberry jam toast, the glossy butter layer melting into all the bits and crevices of my sliced sourdough. Jammy sweet and salty, warm and comforting, the perfect accompaniment to my in-process cup of hot coffee. As I sit down at our… Continue reading Jammy Toast and Hot Coffee