by ashevillewitch | Aug 8, 2014
The whole world seems so sour and fraught these days. I have spent many good long hours in one or the other of the gardens I tend, weeding and harvesting. The dirt always seems to be a good tonic for the blues. Well, that, and wine. August has come in with good grace...
by ashevillewitch | Jul 14, 2014
(I haven’t made a picture of today’s lush harvest–please imagine the fat red globes with the bright eye of your imagination.) There is nothing in the whole of the wide world as delicious and magical as the first tomato of the summer growing season....
by ashevillewitch | Jul 10, 2014
I attended a week-long festival last month, in Illinois. My housing was in a big yurt, with a clear dome at the peak. It was set amongst a ring of middle-aged oak trees near a small pond. Every night, I fell asleep to distant drumming from the fire circle and the loud...
by ashevillewitch | Jul 7, 2014
Where I come from bones are not dry. Bits of flesh cling to them, torn by hungry teeth. Bones are greasy, tasty, marrowful. They pile up in the center of the table in a big cracked bowl and the sturdy ones–the steak and pork chop bones–go to the...
by ashevillewitch | Jul 3, 2014
Section 1. Equality of rights under the law shall not be denied or abridged by the United States or by any state on account of sex. Section 2. The Congress shall have the power to enforce, by appropriate legislation, the provisions of this article. Section 3. This...
