Monday November 2, 2020. It’s been a struggle to use words to describe the last season and now a third of the way through the next. Darkness envelopes this time of year and from my desk, the southern sun encroaches, but it is softer than the summer blaze.
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Harvest from the garden has shelves bursting with abundance. Fermenting has become a passion. There are many sources to avail yourself in this amazing, flavorful world of preserving. Here are a few: cultures group, Kobo Fermentary , Pascal Baudar and many others!
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Art is important. Joaquin Sorolla is a new favorite. This is The Horse’s Bath.
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Trees. They are marvelous. This old cottonwood at the Leonora Curtin Wetland Preserve in Santa Fe provided a morning of solace and comfort in a time of uncertainty. But strictly speaking, isn’t uncertainty reality? Who can predict the future. It is best to rest in the present.
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Finally Water. Why We Swim by Bonnie Tsui asks the question and shares the passion. This summer and in to the fall, a few gal pals and I enjoyed lakes in New Mexico. Driving there amidst gorgeous scenery was part of the fun, but the swimming compelled us. Read my take on Why We Swim, here.