Red Sauce Sunday T-Shirt birding and the arguments about what

and the arguments about what to call it are half the fun

a bit more hopeful

easy beauty of a meadow in bloom

stitched like grandma's quilt squares: love

applied daily

Red Sauce Sunday T-Shirt birding and the arguments about whatFor gardeners whose Sundays smell of garlic and slow tomatoes on the stove. The pan comes to a low bubble and the house begins to gather around it. Someone stirs, someone tastes, and the afternoon stretches easy and long. It is less a recipe than a standing invitation, kept year after year in the same worn pot. Ripe paste tomatoes tumble into a bubbling pan of red sauce. The burner ticks low, and the whole family drifts toward the kitchen.