The smell of home.
The more I leave this country to travel, the more I realize just how much this country is to me. There’s nothing strange…
Red spider lilies.
I first learned about spider lilies while in Thailand. I was writing a scene for my Bloodlines of Fire, and dropped a search…
The pleasure of names.
Back in the day—when I started this blog—I didn’t know the first thing about foraging. In fact, I knew laughably nothing. This was…
Growing down.
It occurred to me in a rather slow, uneventful manner that if you are growing up, you must be growing down. Think of…
On bugs and happiness.
Some people think bugs are something to smush and sweep into the trash. But I’ve found something else while feeding crickets and watching…
What was a slow realization for me.
To sum up Texas, I’d say it’s hot sun and cold winters, parched ground and bare trees. If New Zealand looks like the…