gears

when this little machine starts up, i wonder what those rotating gears spit out? clouds maybe.

acorn squash (Cucurbita pepo var. turbinata)

surprise!

every dragon fruit i’ve ever sliced open has had white flesh with black seeds. i cut this one open expecting more of the same. it had other ideas.

red dragon fruit (pitaya) (Hylocereus costaricensis)

liquid fire

given my daughter’s ties to california, not to mention my own, i have fire on my mind a lot these days. i didn’t set out to make this orange slice look like a vortex of liquid flame, but some part of my consciousness, or subconsciousness, must have wanted to contemplate fire today. for what little it’s worth, i’m over here wishing for rain on the west coast.

navel orange slice 

running low

my store of available fruits and vegetables is beginning to run thin. i think this project has another week or two in it, but i have to say, it has given new life to this long still blog experiment, and having steve around to help me has been a new (or renewed) phase of our collaborative life that i have a good feeling about. the end of one thing, like all seasons, is the beginning of the next thing.

white asparagus

braiding sweetgrass

one of my favorite recent books is braiding sweetgrass by robin wall kimmerer, about trying to rediscover a connection between humans and the earth that undoes some of the insanity of western post-industrial culture. here is the author on late fall: “that september pairing of purple and gold is lived reciprocity; its wisdom is that the beauty of one is illuminated by the radiance of the other. science and art, matter and spirit, indigenous knowledge and western science–can they be goldenrod and asters for each other?”

goldenrod and aster