Category Archives: Reflections

Of Fanged-Things and Fallen Giants

Something was amiss last night. It was in the warm night air. Stepping out of the cabin where I make tofu, there was no November chill in the air. A warm night breeze wafted over the dark pond. At dawn, … Continue reading

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Time to Experiment

With no farmers markets to worry about, I have time to hone my bread baking, and experiment. What if I add more levain, or change the moisture content of the levain, or let the dough rest longer, or rise longer, … Continue reading

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Mystery is a Tiny Egg

Morning starts with a heavy frost, turning leaves to leather and wood to fine art. Watching coffee roasting is a pleasing activity. Having a nearby friendly coffee roaster you can enjoy a pleasant conversation with while you pick up your … Continue reading

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Where Snow Belongs

Snow belongs up there, not down here. Saturday’s snow is but a memory. The sun has seen to that. The snow has retreated up into the hills and mountains where it belongs. Mt. Baker can have as much snow as … Continue reading

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All the Way from Umingmak Nuna

A carpet of fallen leaves greeted me when I went out to the cabin to make tofu this morning. “Whoa!” I said when I stepped through the gate and saw all the leaves, wheelbarrows and wheelbarrows of leaves for the … Continue reading

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Summer To Smoke

On a calm, sunny October day, we light a pile of brush accumulated over the summer. Sweet smoke billows up like incense. If I close my eyes, it seems like I am at a temple in Kyoto, savoring the soothing … Continue reading

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The World is Iridescent

On a sunny fall day, the world is iridescent. A luminous green fly shines on a corn leaf. A forest of corn is an insect haven. Every leaf has a fly, a wasp, or some other insect. The sunflowers have … Continue reading

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