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Hello from Ireland! We're having a lovely time but I must admit I desperately miss my garden greens (yes, already). The shops are filled to the brim with beautiful local dairy (Cashel Blue and the best cream ever), but are sorely lacking in seasonal, local produce (I had to look hard to find potatoes from Ireland). "Farm to table" hasn't yet become fashionable in Dublin, or perhaps there is a more complicated explanation involving economics (and geography), but I was very disappointed to be buying carrots from Turkey and spinach from Spain. But that's not why I'm interrupting my vacation to write. Instead I wanted to quickly recommend you check out Katia Bishops’ funny and unique blog reflecting on motherhood, I am the milk, where my post "Unexpected Harvests" is being featured today in her campaign to raise awareness about miscarriage and infertility. Thank you Katia, and everyone else working to raise the decibel level on something we are all too quiet about. If you want to follow pictures from our trip, check out my Twitter, Instagram or Facebook feeds.

Slán Abhaile, Audra

Unexpected harvests: Grilled Asparagus with Sage Butter

In one year of my life I have felt the nervous rustle of joy that comes from seeing two little pink lines on an over the counter plastic stick, three times.  And three times I have felt the uncontrollable urge to free-fall that comes from losing them.  I've had three miscarriages over the course of one small year.  I've been hesitant to write about this - in fact, after my second miscarriage in December, I felt completely blocked, unable to find the words to express how I was feeling, and consequently unable to write about anything.  What I needed most desperately, was to just 'get on with it'.