Becky T. Lane lives with her husband in the Texas Hill Country, near Austin. When not writing or in the garden, you will probably find her out foraging for food - seeking out local growers and food artisans. She chronicles her transition from big city suburbanite, wife and mother, to Hill Country Character and Seeker of the Good Life, on her blog SEASONALITY (http://hillcountryliving.blogspot.com). Her articles have appeared in the Austin American Statesman, several Story Circle Network publications, and on various blogs and websites.

My passion is ...

Living the Good Life

I know too much about ...

The world of geeks, thanks to my husband and kids.

My parents always told me ...

Girls don't really need to go to college or have careers.

My childhood ambition ...

To be a fashion merchandiser and go on buying trips - I later did that, but as a visual merchandiser for a garden center, not a clothing store!

My favorite memory ...

Living in Indonesia with our kids, and the wonderful trips we took while there.

Why I write ...

My head would explode, if I didn't dump its contents periodically.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

foodie movies and articles, books like 1,000 Days in Venice, Under the Tuscan Sun, A Year in Provence, A Reasonable Live and The Good Life. CDs by Lyle Lovett and Pavarotti, soundtracks from Across the Universe, Mama Mia, Cirque du Soleil and French Kiss.

My first job ...

Working at a fabric store.

My best moment ...

My husband telling me that he loved the way I had grown and changed over the course of our marriage.

My inspiration ...

People who have shed a previous life that no longer fit, and managed to recreate themselves and build a community with like-minded souls.

Society & Lifestyle > Lifestyles Yearning for something more out of life

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EVOLUTION OF A LOCAVORE

I have no idea how I ended up on this quest for "the good life." It certainly wasn't part of my rearing. Perhaps I was just born with a strong vein of common sense running through me. I come from a long line of city slickers who were very quick to embrace every modern domestic technology that came along. As far as I know, neither of my grandmothers ever grew a vegetable, did any canning or preserving, baked bread, quilted, or even nursed a baby, in their lives. The search for a better way began the day I realized that I had no cultural heritage whatsoever. Not ...

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