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a journey of transformation
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When we first went house hunting, one of my must haves was a space to plant a garden. We hit that mark and superseded it. Our house sits on a double lot, we don’t have a backyard we have a massive side yard where another house entirely could fit. That first spring, we dug out…
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You know, they straightened out the Mississippi River in places, to make room for houses and livable acreage. Occasionally the river floods these places. ‘Floods’ is the word they use, but in fact it is not flooding, it is remembering. Remembering where it used to be. All water has perfect memory and is forever trying to get back where it was. Writers are like that: remembering where we were, what valley we ran through, what the banks were like, the light that was there and the route back to our original place. It is emotional memory–where the nerves and the skin remember how it appeared. And a rush of imagination is our ‘flooding’…
The last few days, and today in particular, have been pretty revelatory. Yesterday I watched Food Matters, this morning I went to an obesity conference, and just now I started watching the future of food. I don’t know where to start, but overall I’m pretty disgusted. FIRST—Food Matters. If you haven’t seen this film, watch…
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