Call to action
byI’ll be brief because privileged white people have said far too much for far too long. But Dr. King warned about the silence of…
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Beast of Birdin’
by“Go home! You’re drunk!” It’s what we’ve groaned several times over the past two weeks, when we — stricken by the middle-age malady of…
The story in the soil
byLife for most folks during the past six weeks or so of COVID-19 quarantine probably feels like it’s going in slo-mo. Many are reading…
A thousand words
byWhile everyone’s stuck in, we thought we’d just share a small collection of photos from around the happy hermitage that is our home. Fruit trees and bushes in bloom, flowers popping out for a quick visit, or other promises of wonderful things to come.
The Good Earth
byAt times the soil seemed bountiful and kindly and again stubborn and unfriendly, but it was always a challenge to man’s cunning. — Charles…
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?”…
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…
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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…
