UNCLE!

Sometimes, there's just no substitute for an annual.

I have had, until now, a rule that I never apologize for absences. Apologizing for being gone assumes that somebody, somewhere, is waiting breathlessly for your return. I assume no such thing, but at least a couple of you have been good enough to miss me, and so I break my rule and apologize. My […]

Inducing labor

Profoundly irrigating

I have a theory about spring. Spring is a con. Sure, there’s all this wonderful stuff going on as the world comes to life. Renewed perennials are peeking through warming soil. Chickens are scratching up bugs and the year’s first weeds. And, every day, you’re just grateful that it isn’t quite so cold. But it’s […]

Spring chickens

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If you listen to Tennyson, you know that spring is the time when a young man’s fancy turns to thoughts of love. It was smart of Tennyson to focus on the young when it comes to the thinking that happens in spring, because we older folk have much less poetic concerns. For starters, there’s the […]

A blast from the passed

It was almost a year ago now that Kevin and I, with the help of friends, slaughtered our pigs. It was a brutally difficult day. Shooting, bleeding, gutting, and de-hairing a 300-pound animal is an indelible experience, and that day encroaches on every other memory I have of Tiny, Spot, and Doc. Death looms larger […]

Gardening: The road to hell

I cannot believe I'm posting a picture of poop

You know how they say a Republican is a Democrat who’s been mugged? You don’t? Well, I guess they don’t say that so much anymore. But they used to. Honest. And, in that same vein, but perhaps without that same pithy concision, a killer is a pacifist who’s had her tomatoes eaten by a chipmunk. […]