Another day, another post from The Bus. I bet I'm not the only one who'll be sad when our small traveling tribe leaves this abode for the next. In the meantime, I'm posting up a storm, apparently.
There's about a million and one lovely emails from friends and family I've failed to reply to in these long, computerless months, but tackling those kind of scares me right now. Yesterday I started feeling sick again, with a mix of cold symptoms and tummy troubles and though I feel a lot better today, it was an important reminder that my body is really quite weakened by the prolonged mold-exposure.
Being of ill health makes you really appreciate the nourishing effects of different foods.
Lately, I've been craving nori, kale and (shocker!) meat. For the last three months I've been having meat a couple of times a week, an all time high for me. I find that my body is pretty good at telling me what I need and try to follow the cravings it stirs up. What's interesting is that I'm not alone with my new diet; a lot of (ovo-lacto) vegetarians I know have been converting to omnivorism lately.
On Monday I made this bowl in honor of two wonderful, simple dishes I ate while in California: a nori, rice, avocado, onion and garlic bowl at The Gratitude Cafe in Healsdburg and a cold rice salad with lemon, olive oil, kale and walnuts (?) at Mary's house in San Fran. Will you please post the recipe Mary, it was so nourishing.
I hope ya'll aren't done being entertained by Bus-shots, because that's how I've been amusing myself, in between reading and crafting. Guess I'm taking full advantage of the computer with internet and all, don't hold your breath that this'll keep up in the future.
It's not all sweetness and light around here, there's also mess.But it's a beautiful mess.
This is not how stylish I dress when I'm sick, trust me. It's all sweatpants from here on out. But the goodness from Nicole's package is as good a medicine as garlic. And a lot less stinky.
Mali went to Seatown the other day and brought me back this really cute mug. She's such a sweetie. Wow, I'm fully engaging in blog-talk. Cute. Adorable. Lovely.
We're istening to the new Bowerbirds album the Clearing on repeat. Which is amazing. It makes us pretty darn excited to be seeing them in a week.
While lollygagging on the internet I found this awesome documentary about the album. At the risk of sounding like such a total "blogger" I have to just state that Beth and Philip are really adorable. Hearing them discuss their sadness and brake-ups and building a cabin makes your heart ache for them a little and like them a whole lot more.
As you may know from previous posts, my husband and I pretty much only agree on three bands, Bowerbirds being one. Their music is so honest and heart-rending, with lyrics about the things that concern many of us the most, care for the natural world, sorrow for the pains of this plane. Yet they're also very life-affirm and hopeful.
But don't take my word for it. Have a listen: