The end of November is traditionally the end of the Atlantic hurricane season, and we saw no huge storms in 2013. Last year I had just moved, completing a pretty radical life downsizing. I was tired and bewildered and went off on retreat to St. George Island, MD, a tiny sand spit that trails out …
Wind Song
The forest is singing this morning after a long and stormy night. The air has been moving wildly since yesterday....
Setting Sail into the Storm
One hundred years ago and only the old watermen would have known: a great storm is approaching. So late in the year, the lowering sky and restless wind could be chalked up to October’s moods. But in 2012 the Weather Channel blares the oncoming drama from every flatscreen. OK, I’ll confess: I’m right there with them, those eager meteorologists. This is their moment, and it’s the best reality show on TV, stealing the ratings from not only Real Housewives and Storage Wars, but the last gasps of the Presidential election. There’s good old Jim Cantore, knee-deep in surf, gamely reporting at the risk of his own dry socks. I love this stuff.
Today in the Garden: Planting Garlic
I got a call this morning, just as it started to drizzle. It was my garden mentor, and she said "Just letting you know I am planting my garlic right now, it's now or forget it." J is a coach. She never tells me "you should plant your garlic now." Instead, she leads by example. …
