Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
When I think of a potluck, I can’t begin to tell you the memories that flood my mind and fill me with a nostalgic sense of where I come from. As a child of the 70′s, I remember the basics: edible flowers in wooden bowls, and lacy patchouli scented tablecloths strewn with every type of home-grown sprout & fresh tofu or edible wild green. Circles of hands & the feeling of well-worked adult fingers wrapped around mine. Continue reading
