Saturday Tweets: Artichokes, Rants and Rare Bee Art

I heart artichokes. Recipe for marinated artichoke hearts here: http://t.co/sBQAkFojun #summer #canning #preserving pic.twitter.com/AtDHB1P5C9 — Kevin West (@savingtheseason) July 23, 2015 Tales From the Droughtside or THE DROUGHTPOCALYPSE!!! | Garden Rant http://t.co/5LGacH9cx4 — Root Simple (@rootsimple) July 24, 2015 The No-Water California Garden | Garden Rant http://t.co/JTCFPiZoFO — Root Simple (@rootsimple) July 24, 2015 What to do with al...

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Spark Joy: An Illustrated Master Class on the Art of Organizing and Tidying Up

I figure by now that there are few of you, at least those of you who have de-cluttering on your radar, who don’t know that Marie Kondo, author of Tidying Up, has a new book: Spark Joy. We’ve been shamelessly selling it in our margins here on the blog for a good while, but I’m just now getting around to reviewing it. Of course, we wrote extensively about our journey with Tidying Up here last year. If you’ve read Tiding Up, your first question woul...

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The Fine Art of Determining Peach Ripeness

How do you know when your peaces are ready to pick? For home growers it’s all about color. According to the University of Georgia, Ground color is the best field indicator of peach maturity. . . The ground color of a peach approaching maturity is light green. A break in color toward yellow is the first definite indication of maturity. Brightening of the red over-color of the skin is another, though less reliable, index of maturity. Red color is t...

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Picture Sundays: Best Van Art Ever

...This beautiful couple enjoys the eternal comforts of poetry and philosophy, along with an occasional fruit basket. There are what I think are golden psychic waves traveling between their heads, and the waves have small words floating among them. They are: soul, creativity, poetry, ideas, psyche, inspiration, express, concept, love, mind Photographed on Griffith Park Blvd. in Los Angeles. Save...

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Asphaltum as a Wood Stain

...the distance I could see the ongoing demolition of the LA County Museum of Art. As I said goodbye to the high 60s modernist art museum cafeteria my mom used to take me to, I scanned the park for asphaltum plumes. Thankfully, park employees facilitate hipster artisinal asphaltum collection thanks to cones marked “tar pits” to keep people from spreading their picnic blankets over the foul smelling, sticky stuff. I discovered one particularly prodigi...

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