Fall is falling; in the woods around us, in the field, in our selves. The chicks are thriving. So are we, I think.
This week was quite effective at reminding us all that life is indeed beautiful. I love that. Although it doesn’t really lend itself to words words words.
But: I love fatherhood and partnership, land and family and the sky and the constantly changing flow of life and leaves. Food is good. Sunshine, the unknowable, being alive!
Inside Box 17
fennel breakfast radishes in situ radish bunching radish to leeks segue your leeks aren’t pre-sliced though Tokyo Bekana: a loose-headed, lightweight cabbage salad mix lettuce in terra salad mix mustard greens oregano