I apparently emanate some invisible force field that prevents the function of “automatic” soap dispensers, faucets, and paper towel machines. I stand there flapping my hands like I’m conducting Beethoven’s Fifth while absolutely nothing happens.
I apparently emanate some invisible force field that prevents the function of “automatic” soap dispensers, faucets, and paper towel machines. I stand there flapping my hands like I’m conducting Beethoven’s Fifth while absolutely nothing happens.
Here’s a link to The Morning Blend interview I did with Molly and Tiffany. First TV stop of the Coop paperback tour. The baby food reference at the end was related to the preceding piece in which there was discussion of Jennifer Aniston’s legs and “baby food diet”. Good luck with that.
Also of interest to me, if no one else. On shows like this, you have a brief amount of time to tell as much of the story as you can. Plus, it’s early. So I tend to go a mile-a-minute even though 30 minutes previous I was groggily bumping around a dark hotel room. This leads to mental fuzz. Note how I mention that the coop wasn’t finished before the first egg came; then note how I speak of my daughter going to the coop to find that first egg. Now I’ve got to go back and check the book and see what part of that quote is accurate. Sheesh. Glad I wasn’t testifying before Congress.
Hadn’t thought about the bull for a few years…then I did this interview with the Milwaukee Journal/Sentinel.
As I take off for book tour with my corn maybe/maybe not all planted, I treasure this quote from page 17 of Gene Logsdon‘s Small-Scale Grain Raising:
The point is that when you are a small-scale grain raiser, what’s your hurry? It took me a while to learn that. Unlike the commercial corn grower looking to get a couple thousand acres planted before May 10, I have at most an acre or two to plant. I’ve known of corn planted on June 16 that still made 100 bushels per acre. So take it easy. Spring is nice time of the year. Go pick some wildflowers. Or hunt for morel mushrooms.
Or go on book tour.
One of the reasons I can be out on book tour talking about “my” farm is because I have neighbors like Tom here, who for the second year in a row has come up the hill with his John Deere 620 to break sod for me. Man, how neat to see that earth roll over for the first time in 25 years, and also to hear the deep pop-pop-pop of that tractor lugging at the traces.
As of today, Coop is now officially available in paperback. Included: new cover, new subtitle, new “P.S.” essay, and tucked in the back there, a little info about this project.
Book tour begins today as well. Details here. Before it’s all over, health and fate willing, I’ll go from ‘Sconsin to New York. Today, however, I’m planting oats. Pretty much right on the spot where that tot and those chickens are standing:
Prior to a reading in Plymouth, Minnesota, I sat for an enjoyable interview with Aaron Landry of the Heavy Table. Poor guy, I rambled like sixty. I hope he didn’t try to transcribe the whole thing. The excerpted interview has now been posted: you can read it here.