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Daily Dose of Green

Daily Dose of Green

September 1, 2015

Via Jim Stephenson via Desire to Inspire


Daily Dose of Green

March 30, 2015

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Click through for lots more photos of the amazing house and gardens at Middlefield by Gil Schafer and Deborah Nevins.

Hey! It’s Monday! Don’t you wish we were sitting in adirondack chairs looking at this view and talking about everything and nothing while we drank our coffees?  Then, at some point, we’d take out our kindles and read whatever we wanted with no interruptions? CAN YOU IMAGINE?? HA! All I can say is we all need our dreams and they might as well be good dreams.

PS: Since fantasies only take you so far, and it is Monday, I’ll include this article on the scientific case for cold showers.  I’ve been thinking about it non-stop and trying to put it in practice – let me say cold showers are indeed COLD.


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I visited a friend and long time reader of the blog last weekend and she looked at me with a sigh and said “I’m getting tired of seeing that cashmere dress every time I check for a new post” and that’s when I knew it was time to climb back up on the blogging horse. Nancy is always reminding me that life is full of cycles – of growth, of rest, of struggle and of ease.  So I guess that applies to my blog too, that it has it’s own bizarre life cycle of activity and rest. I’m not sure I totally understand the cycle but I’m giving over to it and making it ok that sometimes I take a break.  A few of you have emailed in the last couple of weeks, checking in and telling me that you missed my posts (mostly, it seems, my book recommendations! ha!).  Whenever I stop blogging it’s usually because I’ve started to feel that I’m talking to an empty room.  So I appreciate all your emails and the enjoyment you may take, small or large, from what I do here.  My crocus are pushing through the soil of my window box, so I take it that spring is around the corner. 

This photo from Deborah Needleman’s Instagram caught my eye this week while I was looking for images of her amazing garden.  Who doesn’t love a hammock?  But three, together? Seems like pure bliss.  Dreaming of summer days and relaxation from a currently grey and rainy NYC.

PS: Some book recommendations:

The Shell Collector by Anthony Doerr I usually avoid short stories, since they leave me feeling like I didn’t get enough food at a cocktail party, but Doerr’s stories, especially the first, The Shell Collector are ELECTRIC. I’d say they are like getting hit by lighting but that sounds unpleasant.  So maybe it’s like riding a unicorn?  Not sure, so I guess you’ll have to read it and let me know how to describe them.  In any case, highly recommend!

Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel  This is a post-apocalyptic story that features a traveling caravan of Shakespearian actors – any story with a caravan hooks me!  This took me a few chapters to get into it but once I did, I couldn’t put it down.

Small Victories by Anne Lamont  This is a collection of her work published elsewhere and so some of the essays are a little dated. I’ll admit I skipped a few of the essays that date to the Bush administrations, but, I like Anne Lamont because there is always one “truth arrow” in her writing that hits me right between the eyes and I think “yes! yes! she’s so right!”.  I was raised in a pretty agnostic household, so I always fascinated to read about people and faith and how faith sustains them.

I promise it won’t be another six months before I post again.


Daily Dose of Green

November 3, 2014


I found Donna J Wan found via Flak Photo on Twitter.



We trekked to my favorite part of Central Park today  – The Great Hill –  for Kite Day at Alex’s school.   It was blustery and raw on top but that didn’t stop 40 kids from running wild with (and without) their kites.  In the center of the Great Hill, another school had put up a May Pole and was dancing around it with vim and vigor. The whole chaotic and yet sweet scene reminded me of the town where I grew up –  Putney, VT. Every May Day there was a May Pole and Morris Dancers in the town center (parking lot) and we’d all get together to watch, often in similar weather (nothing stopped the Morris dancers, not even rain).  The Morris Dancers with their crisp white shirts, bells and wooden sticks  were strange and compelling in their knowledge of the old ways.  Some say the dancers preform a fertility rite, a celebration of spring returning or represent the triumph of good or evil – whatever your take, the dances are old and rich in symbolism.  Thinking about Morris dancers got me to youtube, where I found this troupe in England who danced on May 1 2014. Their  unself-conscious enthusiasm and dedication to ritual warms my heart and makes me feel a part of it, in a weird digitally-intermediated way.  I hope you celebrated the coming of spring wherever it found you and that the grass is green and leaves are growing a little bit each day around you.

PS: Some good history on May Day / Beltane




Some of you will remember the sprouted sweet potato that caught my eye in Paris last year (see all about that trip here).  Imagine my delight when I walked into my parents house last week and saw that my mother had not only sprouted a sweet potato, but PLANTED it!  The vining action made me particularly happy.  I’ve sprouted sweet potatoes before, but they eventually rot, so this potted approach is what I’m going to try next …

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Alex and I took a rainy walk this morning in North Carolina and took turns taking photos.  These are my favorites and here is one Alex took of some roadkill outside my parents house.   5 year olds!!

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Henri rousseau’s 1909 painting The Equatorial Jungle that I first saw in Talking to the Sun.



I’ve always had a soft spot for anything hand-lettered.



This morning Tim passed Zadie Smith’s Elegy for a Country’s Seasons over the coffee cups and crumbs from breakfast, saying “You’ve got to read this.”  I did, and I’ve been thinking about it all day, her heartbreaking and honest assessment of our collective relationship with nature (and our ability to damage it).  It sounds sort of dry or Al-Gore-boring like when I describe it, but it is beautiful and haunting and above all true, so I guess, now I’m handing it over to you and saying “You’ve got to read this“. [click to continue…]


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Sarah and Nicollette run The Little Flower School and recently did a Dutch Masters Flower Class and I can’t stop looking at the photos.  I follow both women on Instagram and highly recommend both if you’re suffering from the long winter like I am.  @nicamille  & @saipua.

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Dreaming of summer gardens.  Lots more green inspiration over at photographer Ngoc Minh Ngo’s site.

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All I can think about is SPRING.  Regent’s Park, London via Jocelyn Allen (mildly NSFW).



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Hinterer Gosausee / Oberösterreich / Austria via Ola on Flickr

We’re in Minneapolis for the weekend to celebrate Febgiving; we had Friday Night Pizza with Kate and Kyle and Tim and I are cozied up watching the Olympics.