I head south to Connecticut tomorrow, for my yearly disappear into the perfect “o” of summer – The Dragon’s Egg Summer Solstice event. This is a yearly narrative-based project; this year we look through the lens of Ovid’s Metamorphosis. I always feel so lucky and grateful for this event – and to be friends with Marya Ursin and Daniel Potter – who loft such special celebrations of life and art, replete with overflowing food at cast dinners, music jams, in their very special studio and home.
I weeded my fallow garden this week. I will plant cover crop soon – oats, which dries to a beautiful docile hay-like cover for the beds – but in the meantime, I am enjoying the “volunteers,” as my dad says – cilantro in my meals, and these Sweet William in a Carnival vase that comes from my paternal grandmother, Edna Reinhardt Byrne.