…was a good day. Up at 6 a.m. to write for a while, then chores.  Tried to start tractor but it wouldn’t. Got a little cranky. Wiggled things, lifted hood,…View post

…a bunch of hay with the scythe. Well, not a bunch, but a pickup truck full. One begins eyeing the price of used haybines…

Raggedy old rooster-pecked chicken got out yesterday. Nowhere in sight at dusk. Out and about this morning. Would-be farmer tries to get chicken back in. Kindness fails, patience nonexistent, farmer…View post

Four years ago I scored a major scavenge: a giant plastic pig hutch made from an industrial chemical storage silo cut in half with a Sawzall by a man named…View post

Because I burned fifteen minutes fruitlessly searching through nine years of archived emails in search of a friend’s snail mail address before I thought to look in my ADDRESS BOOK,…View post