Seagardening on Turtle Island

Well-come, gentle reader, and well-met.  When last we converged, I was one twisty cab ride away from the Ionian Sea, mulling over my children's fiercely-announced mortality.  Added a few salty buckets to the Mediterranean, which I suspect increased it not a whit.  (But the Syrians may have another story. . .)

Now I am returnéd to the Americas to make myself a little bit useful.  Insh'Allahu. 

My dear and recently deceased co-madre, Lisa Becker, asked me to look after her mostly-grown offspring; and I am humbly, sometimes awkwardly applying myself to that request.

Seaweed pillow 

Thus, Easter(wood) Everywhere finds itself Ala'bama.  Last night the Fairy GoddessDaughter and I went to an Asian market in search of the sealeaf (not a weed). I'll take more pictures of the store on the next visit, but we did find a throwpillow-sized bag of . . . well, not sure what:  dulce or kelp or sargasso, but fishstinky it is, and a black purple, fine-leafed variety.  

It was especially delightful to hear Hannah speaking Chinese to the astonished proprietors ~ not to mention how fun it was to be there with someone who could actually read the labels!

The cashier asked if this prodigious creature was my daughter.  "Ah, no..." I confessed.  The relation we feigned in the hospital last month was 'auntie,' and that seems to hold up my end of the bargain pretty well.  The iodine-starved auntie...

...who proceeded to tear open the bag at the cash register, and began stuffing her mystecete face while trying not to click and whistle.   Nom.

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Between chasing sealeaf and green hair dye in this part of the world, I am helping reorganize the household and spend Q-time with some of my favorite people in the cosmos; my first task has been to reduce the number of books that line the walls and floors and hallways and closets (not to speak of bookshelves).

To that end, Izzy (Hannah's brother) has lent me his room as the bookzone while he is away at college.  Herein, I have revived the Amazon Humandala Bookstore for general bibliotechery.

Amazon's interface is somewhat unfriendly to 'individual' sellers.  There is no direct link to the bookstore itself, so visitors have to navigate a bit to the 'products' tab on the far right of my page.  

I am just getting started on both of these projects - there are several hundred (thousand?) more titles to bring to light over the next few weeks.   Let me know if you see anything toothsome (and don't be overawed by 'prices.'  They're pretty bendy).

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Next: A few photos of LTB's final curatorial project for the Abroms-Engels Art Institute - the opening is later this week.

Back to my mountain of ISBNs...

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