A few years ago a strange weed stared to appear in a few garden beds, a flat grass looking thing. Diligently, I pulled it all out, but this year we were away for a month and a huge bush of the stuff was firmly in place. So I let it […]
Robertson is hanging out with his new friend Ovide. It’s interesting that this week I met Ovide Mercredi.
Road trip, “to the island”, May, 2017: $1.40 carrot, bought in Parksville that reminded me of Chimachoy, a village in Guatemala, whose sole industry was producing grotesque carrots. In front of each small house was a large mound of the organge stuff. This one was surprisingly juicy and delicious. Photo […]