One of those mornings when I’m the only one awake. We’ve been having a series of beautiful chilly days. Cloudy, rainy, and cold. Today looks similar, though it is still early to tell if it will stay this way. Outside I hear cars drive past and as they do there is the sound of puddles… Continue reading Popping in to say hello.
Saturday afternoon, while hundreds of festivalgoers attended Tampa Bay’s sixth annual VegFest at Cotanchobee Fort Brooke Park, we noticed one man stand out from the crowd. He was, in fact, stand-up paddle boarding along the Hillsborough River, with his stout black dog along for the ride. I will always remember this sight. All at once… Continue reading What stand up paddle boarding has taught me.
Jessica Prentice’s book Full Moon Feast: Food and the Hunger for Connection has both moved and surprised me. On a quest for a true feeling of nourishment, Prentice explores traditional foodways and discovers across cultures a deep connection and reverence for the Earth that many of us today are out of touch with. She connects… Continue reading Thoughts on Full Moon Feast
Sounds of rainfall greeted us as we stumbled out of bed this morning. The house appeared shadowy and dark all around, save for when a bolt of lightning streaked the sky in its transient fire. I set last night’s leftovers on the stove, a soothing cauliflower and green bean curry with coconut milk and white rice… Continue reading Lately
Today we spent the early morning hours downtown. We ambled through Munn Park, threw pennies into a small fountain, and walked along sidewalks, waiting for the shops to open. Today, being the first Friday of the month, Lakeland will host an event downtown with local vendors, and the shops will stay open late. I felt… Continue reading Downtown Lakeland in the morning, and Will’s new blog.
July brings afternoon thunderstorms, fresh puddles for jumping, and shiny little galoshes for toddler feet. The 2nd of July brings joy and Shepherd’s pie and double chocolate birthday cake for my beloved. Cousins play on the 4th, tossing toys and drawing pictures and sneaking a rigorous tap or two on piano keys, while adults speak… Continue reading July notes during a rainstorm.
Sundays and Mondays are usual days of reflection and inspiration for me. I find the close of one week and the beginning of another the perfect junction for setting intentions and succumbing to daydreams. I mopped the floors this morning. Something about the long strokes of the mop settles me, much the same way as… Continue reading Musings for the week ahead – food, yoga, and meditation.