Cold kitchen, hot kettle, northern light.
I move with the light. December slows me down, and I feel like the distant sun: barely rising on these short, dim days before falling out of view again. I haven’t spent the 12th month so far north in such a long time. The alarm pries . . . → Ramble More: Morning Coffee, Winter Dark
As many of you undoubtedly know, world leaders are meeting this week in Durban, South Africa, in another round of climate talks. Meanwhile, last week, Yale Environment 360 reported on the deaths of oyster larvae in the Pacific Northwest. It’s a climate change problem. As humanity pumps more carbon dioxide into the atmosphere, the . . . → Ramble More: Eggs on Climate Change
(Guest post by Jerry)
The Rambler was down there for a bit, but certainly not out. A webhosting snafu kept the blog software from finding and reading the rich, well-reported database of Truth, that is the essence of Ramblingspoon (Techno babble: php scripts inexplicably stopped fetching data from the SQL database. Had to . . . → Ramble More: Wow. That stung a bit.
New Mexico sky, Arizona smoke.
We’re choking here. As Arizona next door burns in one of the fiercest fires in state history, we’re smothered in smoke plumes visible from space. A white film dusts the air. It’s as though we’re living in the folds of a lacy veil. We wake to . . . → Ramble More: Up in Smoke
Our cacti bloomed last week, and this little worker plunged right into the powdery vessel of pollen. Pure bee heaven. So heavenly, she apparently took a nap. Hours later, after the flower had closed, I found the bee poking her head through the tiny opening, punch drunk on cactus nectar. Off she flew into . . . → Ramble More: Wasabi Slaw & Summertime
Whaddya know? Olive oil contains a compound called oleocanthal, which mirrors the anti-inflammatory benefits of ibuprofen and potentially protects against some cancers and Alzheimer’s disease.
I think my brain might burst. Is that possible? I am 100-percent stuffed with thoughts and information since last week’s excursion to MIT. I wasn’t . . . → Ramble More: Whaddya Know? Science for Foodies
Happy New Year, everyone. I wish peace, health and happiness for all in a brand spanking new 2011. I don’t know about you, but 2010 was one heck of a mixed bag for us. Highs and lows that peaked and plummeted all year long. I’ve written a wrap-up for The . . . → Ramble More: New Year Peace in a Pot of Peas
We did a blind taste test to discern the flavors and aromas of civet coffee (or its best approximation), with surprising results. Turns out, there might be some substance behind the hype. Read the story in The Faster Times. Then consider getting yourself a coffee tree and a friendly civet.
. . . → Ramble More: Can a Civet Really Poop Out a Great Cup of Coffee?
Journalists hiking near Missoula, Montana
The wide sky stretches across the Earth—from parched canyons and amber hills to the craggy tips of the mountains that make the West. This West. Our West. A land that swaddles me in its hugeness.
That is what I saw and felt for the 2 . . . → Ramble More: A Meeting of Great Minds in Missoula
One set of new chopsticks
Jerry left me in Boulder with a tiny kitchen and dishes for one. He shopped at a local culinary fun house (which I’ve yet to explore) and found a pretty set of new chopsticks, Japanese style, with bright red tops and little yellow squiggle designs. . . . → Ramble More: One in the Kitchen