Stitched Panoramas: San Diego, California

Torrey Pines State Reserve (Beach)

I am writing this from a rocking chair in the San Diego airport, where I am winding down from just over a day in the city. We rented a car here in San Diego, a transportation method I would have preferred not to have made, as we are new drivers and navigating the streets here is panic inducing. Still, had we not rented a car, we would not have been able to see the beautiful beaches and vistas that we were able to enjoy. And since we made it out alive, I consider it to have been a success, even if I require another week in the desert to bring back the blissful, relaxed feeling I seemed to have left behind at the Mexican border.

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Cabrillo National Monument, Tide Pools (This was the highlight and the spot I would most recommend. Exploring tide pools so full of ocean wildlife was a childhood dream come true!)

From Soledad Cross (We ended up here by making a wrong turn. It was worth the detour for the beautiful vistas. One of the 6 times we got lost in San Diego!)

From Cabrillo National Monument

How to Make Panoramic Images Like These:

All of these panoramics were taken with an iPhone 3GS. Some are 360 degrees and others are less. The process couldn’t be simpler and takes just a few minutes. I literally stand in one place and take lots of pictures from all around me, including everything at my feet. Try to overlap the content a little bit to avoid the black gaps you can see in some of my images. I tend to take between 12 and 30 images per scene.

I use an app called AutoStitch to assemble the images into one large scene. It costs $1.99. I find it helpful to assemble the images as I go, as it can be confusing to separate the images intended for each scene later on.

Tomorrow I will post all of the panoramics I took in the desert portion of my trip.

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My Year in Gardening: 2011

I wrote a reflections post for 2010, and thought it would be good to end this year in the same way, especially since it gives me the opportunity to revisit some experiences that I did not cover very thoroughly.

[This photo and at top of page] My garden in September 2011.

Year Start

I started the year with a new D.I.Y grow-light system, more seedlings than I could handle, and a sloping bowling alley of scrubby grass and weeds that I hoped to transform into a garden. As a testament to my stubbornness and determination, I somehow managed (with a lot of help from Davin) to pull it off amidst finishing the editing, photography, and design of my third book, traveling to Thailand, working on a potential TV show, and other deadlines. I was so excited about the space I was out there any chance I could get, often until it go so dark that I couldn’t see anymore. I love having this new garden. It’s the best thing about 2011 and I can’t wait to get back out there in the spring to see what comes of the bulbs and perennial plantings, work on refining the overall layout, and discover a new year of wonders and experiments.

Year End

These last few months of the year have been trying and spiritually exhausting. I’m burned out and feel like a shell of my former self. It is for the first time that I find myself really relishing the idea of a year’s end and starting from a renewed and fresh perspective in January. More than ever I hope to walk into the new year feeling revitalized and ready to take on some of the ideas and adventures I’d like to work on in 2012. As you read this post, we are either on our way to or have arrived in the desert, where we will be enjoying some much-needed respite from the cold.

Friends, I’m going to touch, see, and be in the desert soon!!!!!! There aren’t enough exclamation points in the world to express my enthusiasm.

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Please Allow Me to Get This Small Awkwardness Out of the Way

I know that I haven’t posted much about gardening lately. Frankly, I haven’t posted here in over a week now, period. I have started and stopped many times. I starting working on the follow up to the series on garden writing. And then I backtracked and started a second follow-up post that I have since abandoned. Last week I wrote a piece on the massive bounty of Jerusalem artichoke that I dug up from the garden, but it was so meandering, shoe-gazing, and long-winded that I had to permanently sequester it to my drafts folder to retain the little dignity that I still have.

Since then, I have considered writing out the Jerusalem artichoke pickle recipe that I canned earlier this week. I am rather proud of it. But how-to.. ugh… not in the mood. I have toyed with countless rundowns of the fermentation experiments I am currently enjoying and the interesting things I have encountered, but it all seems like too much. Too big.

Since my cat died, I haven’t had an inordinately difficult time finding joy. I have felt a lot of sadness, but good feelings and play have coexisted alongside. One of my happy places has been combing through PetFinder looking at rescue dogs and fantasizing about adopting one. Dogs, being very different from cats, are a soothing source of comfort now. Cats are a sad reminder of the girl we just lost. I pet one last week when I went into a pet store to pick up holiday food for my fish tank. The cat was long-haired and pretty like ours. It was sitting at the counter when I went to pay. Right up in my face and impossible to ignore. I forced myself to pet her but the feeling was uncomfortable.

I have posted several pictures of my day-to-day holiday doings and personal experiments on my Instagram and Flickr accounts. I continue to run at the mouth on Twitter. Not even grief will stop me from putting my foot in my mouth on an hourly basis! The first, hot-off-of-the-press, early, full-colour, printed and bound copy of my new book, Easy Growing: Organic Herbs and Edible Flowers from Small Spaces arrived in the mail. That was exciting to see, although I have since come up with at least one recipe that I REALLY wish could be added in. Alas, that always happens. PR work has begun and we did some more work on the trailer over the weekend.

And as for writing, well, I’ve managed to pull off work-related writing that needed doing. But when it comes to this site, everything that comes out of my fingers is meandering, unfocussed, and kind-of embarrassing, really — not unlike what you are reading right now!

So, I don’t know. It seems like I need to approach things in small chunks. Or perhaps just get this strange awkwardness out of the way before I can get back into the swing of things. Consider this the releasing of that awkwardness.

Let’s talk about you. What are you doing right now? What are you making, receiving, enjoying, growing, experimenting with, eating these days?

p.s. Happy Solstice! The days are going to get longer and hopefully brighter from here on out.

p.s.s. Threaded comments have been implemented to the site. It will make responding and conversing so much easier!

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Finding Your Voice as a Garden Writer (Part 1): Sorry, No Authority Here, Ma’am

To punish me for my contempt for authority, fate made me an authority myself.

- Albert Einstein

Back in June, I travelled to Denver, Colorado to give two talks at the Denver Botanic Gardens, one of which was titled as you see above: Finding Your Voice as a Garden Writer. While my in-person presentation was an audio-visual extravaganza that included personal stories, rapidly flailing arms (I am a hand-talker), group hugs, a Kumbaya sing-along, AND unicorns (I am not kidding about the unicorns), I thought it might be helpful to share some of the points that I made (minus the unicorns) over here.

I’ve decided to break this up into a series of posts. This was one of my very favourite presentations to give (despite the fact that it caused wretched anxiety for weeks beforehand) and I have a lot to say on the topic. A short post just wasn’t cutting it. Over the coming weeks I will roll out more points.

Find, Finding, Found

Before I begin with the first point, I need to address the meaning of the title. You see, I could have entitled this talk, “How to Find Your Voice as a Garden Writer“, but I was very careful to use the word “finding” instead. I have enough experience now to know that voice is an evolution that comes with you as you live your life and grow as a person. There is no definitive voice to be found, no destination to arrive at full of self-satisfaction and arrogance.

….Aaaaannnndddd. Done. Found it!

Whether we like it or not, we all change. It only stands to reason that if all is going well, we will also change and evolve how we write and what we write about. I have found this to be true for me. I am a work in progress. I too am always in the process of becoming, growing, developing, changing… As I go through the process of living and working my issues out:

  • My priorities change.
  • I develop new interests
  • My goals as a human and as a writer change.
  • I let go of fears.
  • I sometimes develop new fears (god help me).
  • I have new experiences that alter my perspective and world view.
  • I learn new things.
  • I discover that I am not always right.
  • I discover that sometimes, miraculously, I was right all along.

My writing is strongly affected by all of this. It comes along for the ride.

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Crackling Open: On Fermenting Things

I want to tell you about my new-found obsession with fermenting. I have been unsuccessfully trying to tell it here for months now. Where to begin is daunting and the words are always lost before I can find them.

I have played at fermenting things in the past, but it was always an after-thought. No big thrill. But then this summer… wow! The whole microbial action phenomenon business whatnot really captured my imagination and caught fire inside my mind. One day I was minding my own business and the next I was imagining herbal mixes to try, and juggling bottles of this and that in various stages of bubble. Fermenting is an alchemy of sorts and it is this that has tapped into a fascination with weird and wonderful natural processes that seems to be at the root of a lot of my food- and garden-related hobbies/obsessions with a precision that caught me unawares.

I am hooked. And the house reeks of kimchi.
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