We’d hiked up the foothill slope, between the gap in the rock rim, and down the back sway into the grassy bottom of the small valley that hugged the mountainside. It was evening. It was summer.
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How deeply thrilling it was for me to have had so many of you join me virtually in our home last night for the first Holiday Table!
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It’s something that comes of friendship and creativity and foraging gone wild. In August she messaged me with words something like this
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There would be Tansy, Queen Anne’s Lace, and fern of some kind. Beyond that, the wildflower market in northern Idaho would surprise me when I arrived.
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