Project 258
byHeretofore, the Dew Abiders thought we had the market cornered on making “simple living” as complicated as possible. Such as: “We could compost these…
book club
Shelved
byObservant folks may have noticed there’s a new tab atop The Dew’s home page, one marked “Bookshelf.” Because friends often ask us to recommend…
Frugal Hedonism
byI love my crazy life. Love that I no longer sit in a cube farm wasting hours on silly tasks. Love that our selective…
Bread Bitch
byA recent email: Folks – please know, be apprised-cognizant, advised and fully aware — that the birthday bread brought to us by y’all is beyond…
Walk this way
byCool morning, and I’m out chopping wood in the empty lot behind the house. I figured if I was going to destroy my spine…
Trespassing
by“To get to the heart of America,” writes Ken Ilgunas, “we cannot simply walk its forests and fields; rather we must cut through its…
‘Dead’ write
byToday we present a special audio edition of The Dew Abides, where we interview author J. Aaron Sanders, a novelist and associate professor of…
Shelf-ish
byThe unused space inside our four fireplaces has driven us to a fiery rage for 12 years. Only, with no actual place to put that fire….
Still the one
byIn one of the opening scenes of a documentary on moonshiner Popcorn Sutton, the scrawny old fella in overalls is scoping out creeks to…