More relevant than ever

My books Food for My Daughters and Traveling at the Speed of Bike are more relevant than ever, it seems. And your support is greatly appreciated. As always, all proceeds are funneled back to help others. Thanks.

Peace in the garden

I am back in my garden most days now. It’s my shelter-in-place place during the coronavirus crisis, and a place of peace for me. It’s also where I’ve been rejuvenating my food-growing efforts since I was expecting my departure for Peace Corps Uganda in June to be delayed and I didn’t want to miss the…

Lingering

Happiness is . . .  lingering and laughing deep into the night, long after the food was cleared, the candles burning so low they formed a sea of wax on the plates. Yesterday was my 30th Thanksgiving in metro Atlanta, the 29th for which I cooked (with the help of my daughters, more so every…

Climate town hall

The truth of the matter is that I had all but given up on thinking I had a place in our world’s future. The end feels near, and the actions we’ve been taking are too-little-too-late or just plain destructive. My attempts to invite people into the fun and excitement of both simplicity and innovation connected…

Life-affirming

It’s so rejuvenating to be back in my garden more lately. I forgot how garden advocacy work is so life-affirming (even though it was death that got me started there), whereas bike advocacy work deals with imminent death, death, death nationwide on a daily basis, and it’s heavy. I’ll keep doing both because I think…

12 years veg today

Twelve years veg today. Easiest thing I ever did (and it gets significantly easier every year as more options are available everywhere). If you are interested in going veg, Food for My Daughters has some stuff in it that may be helpful. There are also some bikey stories in that book, by the way, including…

Small Biz Saturday

For Small Biz Saturday, consider tossing some support to an indie author. You encourage the arts; keep more money circulating in the local economy; and may even breathe fresh, new energy into your own life (or even save the world) if you choose one of the books pictured above.

Our last 12 years

So apparently these are our last twelve years (according to the most dire report yet), since we collectively refuse to change. The little bits and pieces that individuals have been doing tirelessly and thanklessly since the 1970s to try make a difference are simply not enough. I want you to know I tried. I want…