Good Fences
byIt’s not the first question everyone asks us about our farm. It’s the second one. The first is, “What are you going to grow?”…
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Skeleton at the Feast 2019
byIt’s the most wonderful time of the year. Which is to say, it’s the time when I get to give friends the gift of…
What comes around
byBrad took me to Dew Point Farm last week to show off the fruits of his labor. They were strewn about our feet in…
Buying the Farm
byIf you read our post last month, buried somewhere beneath all the poetic waxing, you may have figured out that we purchased a piece…
Mr. Bojangles
byIt seemed a little bit like I’d become a sort of urban anthropologist, as I slowly worked to clear this little pocket of land….
Un-Common
byAnyone who’s traveled with me knows I’m crazy about birds. Boating across The Netherlands, friends laughed at my incessant waterfowl photography (quickly dubbed Duck…
Wine and dandy
by“Peapods,” says Kelly Coyne, pausing for emphasis. We’d just told her and her husband, Erik Knutzen, about making wine with peapod hulls. “It’s just…
The Ten Percent
byRemember the intense conversations you had as a twentysomething about things that mattered: literature, philosophy, social justice, cake versus yeast doughnut? If you’re like…
Impossi-bull
byWhy is it that of my many friends who are some variant of vegetarian/vegan/pescatarian, it’s this here carnivore who is most excited that Burger…
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Grape expectations
byIt started off so innocently. Which is, I know, what Prince Paris and Helen of Troy thought when they met for some spanakopita, and…
