The Art of Preserving Nature’s Gifts

Here in Prescott, Arizona’s high country, the first frost always feels like a turning point. The garden softens, the air sharpens, and we start shifting from long summer days to the slower rhythms of autumn.

I’ve shared a new, expanded story on Letters from The Whiskey Porch all about this beautiful transition — from frost-kissed garden beds to herbs drying in the studio, and even flowers frozen into whimsical cocktail ice cubes.

If you love stories of seasonal living, Prescott gardens, and slowing down to savor the seasons, come join me on the porch and read the full letter here:

👉🏼 The Art of Preserving Nature’s Gifts — on Substack

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​(This post originally appeared on The Whiskey Porch blog in 2021 and has been refreshed and expanded on Substack.)