Shine On
Pandemic pounds? Self-negative? I am who I am and you are who you are, no matter what.
Betsy Fitzgerald
Starting New
If I could rewire the world, I would. It’s been a wild Spring to Summer and heading into Fall. I do know that nothing lasts (as in bad things) — […]
The Blessing of Corn
…by the end of the summer, we had a balanced meal, heavy on the veggies. I lived the original farm to table.
Winds o’ Mine
March winds bring me back to afternoons at the kitchen table of Bridget Reilly Fitzgerald–my grandmother. She would make us strong black tea, lightened and sweetened, and tell us stories about home. It was the story of the Banshee that took root.
When Kick Comes to Start
I remember when I decided to launch a Kickstarter project: a June day washed with sun and optimism. Then there were weeks of figuring out the logistics. Building the site. […]
Room Enough for Me
I read Virginia Woolf”s A Room of One’s Own years ago on a flight to San Francisco. I’m a fiercely fast writer and a seriously slow reader, so the slender […]