by Deborah Lee Luskin | Dec 20, 2022 | Living in Place
With Dad, New Year’s Eve, c. 2014. “Did I ever tell you about the day after you were born?” I asked my youngest as we headed out to lunch. “I was so euphoric. I knew all my children.” She confirmed that I had told her. “Many times,” she said. It’s one of my...
by Deborah Lee Luskin | Dec 14, 2022 | Living in Place
Aside from being both quick and delicious, I love that Soup of White Beans and Winter Greens has a fairly low carbon footprint, especially now that I can grow greens in my greenhouse. After transportation, food production and waste are the next biggest contributors to...
by Deborah Lee Luskin | Dec 7, 2022 | Living in Place
The Batavian endive I’m growing in the greenhouse is not the pale-leafed head shaped like a torpedo, but something more akin to leafy escarole, which would be a great substitute. So would kale, collards or chard. My recipe for a soup of White Beans and Winter Greens...
by Deborah Lee Luskin | Nov 30, 2022 | Living in Place
The ground is frozen, and the gardens put to bed, but I’m still harvesting greens and herbs from the greenhouse. A greenhouse was never part of the plan. A wood-fired pizza oven was. But Tim came home from the clinic with a story about a patient who built a greenhouse...
by Deborah Lee Luskin | Nov 21, 2022 | Living in Place
I like to start my day in the dark. It’s quiet time, when I practice a morning meditation with my pen. There’s something safe about these pre-dawn hours, before the world wakes, a time when the phone doesn’t ring, when it’s too early to engage in the world. The dark...
by Deborah Lee Luskin | Sep 22, 2022 | Living in Place
How to Prowl for an Owl, Make Snail Slime, and Catch a Frog bare-handed. Nature as a Foreign Land Like many suburban-raised kids, I grew up as if Nature was a foreign land. Except for a small patch of front lawn, which we were supposed to stay off, and a scrappy...
