>Pictures are worth a thousand words… a video is therefore several books, no?
Enjoy this short clip of how we make our super fresh cocoa butter silk cream.
Monthly Archives: March 2011
Spring sprouting for fun or just basic survival
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Last night we watched Food, Inc. My hubby said he no longer wants to eat anything at all. 
With our food controlled by a handful of companies it is easy to freak out and panic about what we are eating, really.
GMO soybeans are in majority of our foods and we don’t even get to know about it?
Cattle, pigs, and chickens are abused physically, frozen in the trucks in our winters, sick and healthy mashed together because of automated Processes. If you truly are what you eat, why are we surprised that there is so much unrest in this world?
Why are we surprised that there are so many angry, mean, hurtful and hurting people in this world?
We create foods that are destroyed and devoid of life before they even hit the store shelves.
Where is the humanity? It is long gone.
Why do we need to buy 1.99 chicken meat?
Why do we need to buy it at all?
When we purchase pop on sale made with high fructose corn syrup, we have already paid for it with joint pain, future diabetes, premature aging of our cells and higher taxes to cover everyone else’s rising health needs.
Last week I attended a container gardening workshop – timely for the season ahead but also for the viewing of that food documentary. I have no fewer than 5 separate pots of seeds sprouting as I type. Sprouting peas, broccoli florets, alfalfa, clover bathed in water twice a day.
Thought Vision – Dare to dream or at least write about it
>excerpt:
I am working in the balmy breezes of a tiny island, in dappled shade, on my new slim Mac book pro. Slick white keys happily jumping at my fingers command. For a moment I take a break and look out onto the azure sea, the white caps slowly receding in the distance, the waves subsiding as the tide moves out.
The squawking of the birds overhead the dense tree canopy behind me lessens as another day of tropical heat rolls in. The sea glistens and sparkles.
I am writing my second book – a sequel to the first really. It doesn’t appear to be much on the screen but neither did the first , I am the first to say! My publicist and editor, keep hounding me to ‘keep at it’, but as I take in a breath of fresh, salted air, I wonder what is this all for…
to be continued.
in reality I see:
in my dream vision I see:
