There is a long list of restaurants, in Birmingham, Alabama, that use fresh produce from local farmers. By choosing a restaurant that buys it’s fresh produce from our local farmers, you are supporting two local businesses. I would suggest googling Farm to Table in Birmingham, Alabama (or your own city) next time you’re thinking of…
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the things people make
This isn’t everything i saw that day. The Pepper Place Farmer’s Market was a sprawling plethora of eye candy. Here are some of the local artists that set up camp that Saturday morning. This is what America doesn’t know about Alabama…the good stuff.
Farmer’s Market in Birmingham, Alabama
As a former Vermonter, i was used to Farmer’s Markets. My favorite thing to do on a Saturday Morning, in Burlington, Vermont, was to grab breakfast. Usually i bought a loaf of homemade bread & some cheese to go with it. i could eat it sitting on Church Street watching the people go by. The…
a memoir of the zit queen (or my cure for zits)
my brothers called me that. Zit Queen…it wasn’t as though my face looked worse than anyone else’s my age, it was that i beat them both into puberty. However, nicknames stick. My twin brother gave me a great nickname…Aimbrain. How could i be offended by that? I was smarter than he was. Although he would…
Scotland & my history
The history of the stone according to Graeme, “It’s called the Sueno’s Stone. It’s a 9th century Pictish carved slab. The Picts were an ancient people from the east of Scotland…until the Vikings & the Irish Scots came along and wiped them out. i responded, “Irish Scots?! Who were they?” I consider Graeme to be…
i share my balcony with the cats
i lost my garden when i moved out of the house. this shelf contains many of the things i kept in my art studio. there is a brown bear, a glow-in-the-dark alien, a yellow bird, Sherlock Holmes, Dr. Watson, a wild thing, spiderman birdhouse, star of David-can you see them? and tons of white rabbits…
change the direction of the sun.
i moved into an apartment last May. i have lived in houses most of my life. Most houses have windows on all sides of the house, never really thought about that before…when i lived in my last house, i followed the sunlight, all day, like a cat. i tried to find an apartment that faced…
and then i met him
in the parking lot of my apartment complex, in Birmingham, Alabama. when my son & i got out of my car, he said, “i noticed your Vermont bumper sticker…so are you from there?” i said i was. he told me his mother & sister live in Vermont. Small, small world isn’t it? now, he makes…
there is no such thing as Domestic Violence.
Did the title get your attention? I hope so, i hope it felt like a punch to the gut to women & men who have been abused. The title is to catch attention of mothers, daughters, sisters, friends…we all have women in our lives, but we don’t know what goes on behind closed doors, but…
stop falling down
Waterbury, Vermont.
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