Longing for lemons

Longing for lemons

  I gaze out the ranch-sliders to the little grove of lemon trees, scanning the sharp leaves and hard green fruit, hoping to find one that is ripe. Early winter is approaching here, and it’s too soon for lemons. But I have a cold and am longing for a lemon...
Autumn, apples, and mothers

Autumn, apples, and mothers

Autumn is here in New Zealand Aotearoa and Mother’s Day has just passed. Pumpkins and apples are being harvested in the lingering warmth of May.   The benevolence of the season has prompted me to give you an excerpt from my prize-winning book ‘A Cup...