By Marc J. Elzenbeck It’s true that when you travelyou’re never free of Woody Allen.Every sidewalk artist knows himand four score more sketchable actorswho’ll ambush you from here to Thailandicons of the monoculture from which we come. Such harbingers. It reminds me how the prophetssaid the ends of earth express a single sum.Some foretell of…
Class Action Lawsuit Offers Boon to Local Business Owners and Highlights Growing Concerns about “Bank Taxes”
By March Twisdale If you’re a consumer, this article will offer new information regarding the growing push back against “Bank Taxes” designed to skim the cream off the top of local economies everywhere. If you’re a business owner, this article will point you in the right direction, should you wish to submit a claim. This…
The Standing Nation – At the Speed of Tree – Part 2
By Jane Valencia This article concludes our interview with Mik Kuhlman regarding her remarkable one-woman show, “The Standing Nation – Remembering Our Kinship with Trees.” In these performances, the audience journeys to a special tree in nature. The tree serves as setting and co-star, bringing surprise and wonder into the experience. In addition to working…
Minglement – Blood Oranges Season
BLOOD ORANGES SEASON – available now Blood oranges are not as bitter as oranges, and make nice dried slices for natural decorations for your tree, as well as a delightful treat filled with vitamin C. For fun – slice off the top, hollow out, and make juice. Use the hollowed-out cup for hot cider and…
The Roasterie – Coffee’s Long Road
Coffee is a labor-intensive crop, grown in some of the most economically marginalized and environmentally sensitive regions of the world. The life of not only the plants themselves, but also of the farmers, the pickers, and their families and communities, are vulnerable to rapid changes in political and economic challenges, as well as the ever-increasing…
A Poem for the Light and the Beautiful Dark
Autumn Light lengthening shadowsdiscard bright lightstore it in acupboard for next June what I notice andpause to studyare narrators ofa fresh storyunfolding in pebbled graveldried grassand moon’s play on stone.