Grieving the garden

Grieving the garden

I suppose it was inevitable.  The official end of gardening season has arrived.  I pulled the last of the kale from my home garden recently, remorsefully. The worst part is that I hate shopping at the supermarket.  Its a soul-sucking experience for me when I have to...
Grieving the garden

Wrinkled fingers and sore feet

Wrinkled fingers and sore feet are the only aspects of canning and preserving that I don’t enjoy.  Every September I find myself happily exhausted after a weekend standing in my sister’s kitchen making tomato sauce.  My whole family partakes in this tradition that...
Grieving the garden

Confessions of a Naturopath

The other morning I headed out to run my regular 5km route at our cottage.  A few minutes into my route, I realized I was having a lot of trouble with my breathing.  My airways felt really tight and my sinuses felt full.  I don’t have asthma, but I wondered briefly if...

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