[Redwood, Armstrong Woods, August 2010.] I was trying to write this thing about summer — how I felt like I finally caught it on Saturday driving along the Russian River but wishing to be out upon it, kayaking or canoeing, how a champagne picnic under the redwoods really is the best use of my time [...]

Oh, the beauty of words, infinite: 1. This place where you are right now, God circled on a map for you. ~Hafiz and 2. The Changing Light The changing light at San Francisco is none of your East Coast light none of your pearly light of Paris The light of San Francisco is a sea [...]

Note: Better photos/full analysis coming in a story I wrote for NPR about baking the cake (pub. TBD) … but here are a few tid-bits.

[Note: this is not the actual wedding cake (!).] In two weeks it will all be over, I tell myself. Not that I want to wish time away, just … for the past month my mind has whirled with thoughts of buttercream, traditional; buttercream, Swiss; chocolate ganache; butter, what kind; sugar, how much I will [...]

[West Marin, 2010.] Last week I went out into the fields. Oh, maybe this isn’t such a big deal but: I miss the fields, living here in the city. When I was little my brother and I would go into the field adjacent to our house and play for hours (‘War’, ‘Cowboys and Indians,’ [ack] [...]