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The Wish of a Feather
It wasn’t the first time he had seen me performing this surgery, so this was no WTF moment. He just shook his head and walked the other way. You see, my son seems to understand the oddity of my attraction to the plumage of birds. He’s seen their colorful feathers in specimen jars that line a shelf in my office since as long as he can remember.
Behind the Scenes
Behind the Scenes
An Arrangement from the Farmer’s Market
Most Saturday mornings Byrdie, Woods and I head over to the SFC Farmer’s Market for fresh eggs, organic veggies, and a popsicle (or 2). While Brad is the chef in our house, I am the shopper. And I shop for beauty, not for taste. I see locally grown vegetables the same way I see flowers –some are amazingly beautiful while others can simply be passed by.












