I’m Claire, a Michigander by birth and Brooklynite by choice. Half of the money I make teaching English as a Second Language in the city goes towards rent, the other half towards pretty produce at the farmer’s market. I like Motown music, seasons, poems, poems about seasons, and the International Phonetic Alphabet. I do not like cilantro or meanness. My dream is to be known casually as “Claire, she’s a pretty good cook.” The Sprout Diaries is how I plan to get there. Thanks for reading.
“Live each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each.” – Henry David Thoreau