the red garlic ballads

Pungent red garlic, Murder City red and Chioggia beets, and a new tattoo.

the killing fields

Sorry to interrupt, but it's time to die.

I can think of no better way to drown than in beer.

baby carrots

went into a salad with baby beets, olive oil, garlic and apple cider vinegar.

Bees fucking in the front garden

"Even within the most beautiful landscape, in the trees, under the leaves the insects are eating each other; violence is a part of life."
-- Francis Bacon

Today, walking down to the river with Girl, I saw a Monarch butterfly flying away with another Monarch butterfly. At first I thought, how sweet, one butterfly is wounded and the other is carrying it back home. And then reality sunk in and I realized, no, the other butterfly is taking it back home to eat.