Chickens. Not So Smart.
Yesterday we moved the chicken coop. Maybe twenty yards. At dusk I went to close the coop door and found the chickens huddled in a mass on the brown rectangle…View post
Yesterday we moved the chicken coop. Maybe twenty yards. At dusk I went to close the coop door and found the chickens huddled in a mass on the brown rectangle…View post
Once a new book comes out, the feedback follows. On pages 24-25 of Coop, I speculate about the term “schniblings” — a word we learned from a neighbor and used…View post
A few weeks back we recorded this song with help from friend and neighbor Justin. Poking around on my phone, found these two photos from the recording session. That’s friend…View post
Finally figured out how to download photos from my phone, so now I can share the wonderful sight that greeted me and the band when we rolled into Lakeville, Minnesota,…View post
The woodstove was still warm, but the fire had fizzled. Intending to add paper and kindling, I reached in to grab the unburned chunk of wood – which of course…View post