watching the grass grow
Starting a low-carb diet is easy. You simply announce, “I’m cutting way back on carbs,” and immediately feel healthier because you have successfully completed the first five minutes. The real challenge comes when the bread, potatoes, pasta, cookies and other members of the Carb Family start whispering your name from the kitchen. For the first
My dermatologist tells me carbohydrates and sugar are at the root of all my problems, healthwise or otherwise, and if I were to cut them out of my diet for thirty days I would feel better, all of my aches and pains would disappear, and my bone-on-bone arthritis would go away. It has been decades
For most of my photographic life, I assumed that photography required three things: a camera, something worth photographing, and the ability to walk over to it. The first two have never been particularly difficult. The third has become a problem. Arthritis has gradually made standing and walking increasingly difficult, and eventually I had to admit
I quit drinking tequila years ago. Why? Well, there is a point in every evening involving tequila reposado when you stop drinking tequila and tequila starts drinking you. I have apparently found that point more than once. Reposado is particularly dangerous because it tastes so civilized. It has been aged in oak, it is smooth,
Getting older is a strange experience because nobody warns you that eventually your body will begin filing complaints about things you used to do without even thinking. When I was younger, I could jump out of bed in the morning and immediately go about my business. Now, getting out of bed is a carefully negotiated
There was a time when growing marijuana in Southern California seemed almost too easy. We have sunshine, warm temperatures, long growing seasons, and enough dry weather to make plants from wetter parts of the country look at us with envy. Surely, I thought, if people can grow tomatoes here, growing marijuana for medicinal purposes should