Homeward Found

Found: ticket home. Found: old back yard. Found: teenage bed, teenage desk.  Grammy’s mirror (scoured Vancouver for one of this general style.  Directed to thrift shops.  Came back empty handed). Found: food.  Sweet potato, cassava.  Paw paw (it is NOT papaya, not in my hand, not in my mouth).  Okra fresh from the farm down…

Turnips: the unsung garden hero

I love summer. All winter, I scowl at the paltry selection of flaccid grocery store root vegetables, exhausted by their long journeys from China or Mexico and collapsed on the shelf in a jumbled heap.  In summer, when fresh veggies are in season and our garden is at its best, I bask in the pleasure…