For the first time since Ken’s death, I hosted guests. Friday night a family of four stayed with me in my house. They were, I think, the first guests in my house since Ken died. I was so happy to have them come. Their energy changed this house and place from a place of loss, mourning, and grieving to a place of life and times of joy. It has opened my eyes from …
Ken and I heated with wood. Ken felled trees, and I would place them on end, Ken would split them, I would put them in the trailer and Ken would drive it into the yard where I would stack the wood. Later we got a splitter that could split 40″ wood for side stoking the pottery kiln. Now that Ken is gone I have to face that I never ran a chainsaw, rarely ran …
Ken loved stone fruit. Stone fruit always appears near the top of the Environmental Working Group’s Dirty Dozen list of food with heavy pesticide residues. Years ago I insisted we spend the extra money on organic stone fruit: peaches, cherries, plums, nectarines. So I bought and canned peaches once I could get organic ones so Ken would have some at any time of the year. After Ken’s illness and death I had so much food …
