Lazy, hazy, hungry days of August

It’s almost August, the month I am most nostalgic for when the midwinter doldrums hit. August is when summer is really SUMMER. It’s hot and the sunlight is angled and more golden, bleaching the landscape a bit yellow, like a faded Polaroid from my 70s childhood....

“Have a great weekend…see you tomorrow!”

It’s been a wee bit like Groundhog Day here at The Good Earth as we move from one great event to another.  Just this evening as Patrick and I bid each other adieu he uttered the ridiculous phrase, “Have a great weekend.  See you tomorrow!” ...