Just about every year I plant some oats. Usually harvest them with a scythe. This year, with book tour a week away, I found myself cornered by the calendar…View post

Did the window-to-window centerline breeze-shoot with my neighbor yesterday, he’s given up on getting the corn in, going with soybeans. My oats have been four inches tall for a week-and-a-half.…View post

An improvisational painting by Carol Berning based on the Prologue to Coop: And the prologue in question: At the earliest edges of my memory, my father is plowing, and I am…View post

Got oats in last night now awaiting rain. And weeds.