The Fever

Yes, I know it is not quite March, and yes, I know I live in Minnesota where spring doesn’t officially arrive until just after Memorial Day, but I can’t help it. I’ve got spring fever and I’ve got it bad. A couple of days in the 30s and I swear my cheeks got [...]

Good Night, Garden.

It took ten years living in Minnesota, but now I get the lure of winter. Damnit.

On Becoming A Locavore

It wasn’t until I embraced my inner locavore that I come home.