Out of farm’s way
byWhat a year it’s been. Back in January, we built a greenhouse and, for the first time, were able to grow all six hundred…
growing food
Twelve Months of Farming
byWhile racking my brain, trying to figure out how to do a succinct wrap-up of such an eventful year, the worst song ever written…
Pallet cleanser
byIt’s the first week of actual quarantine, in March, when cars aren’t on the road much and the world is deliciously quiet. It’s weird….
Lean cuisine
byI hope one of the silver linings of the pandemic will be more empathy for people standing in line at the food bank or…
Cool Beans
byOh, the sweet taste of irony in the morning. When I was a kid, my dad turned our backyard into a thriving quarter-acre vegetable…
To market, to market
byThe man was thin, wearing a mask, and old. Seventy-two, I think he told Jenn. He was walking by the gate to Dew Point…
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…