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

I call it that because she’s the one who makes sure it gets planted. I help eat it.

Instead of rambling off on a tangent at the Midwest Value Added Ag Conference this is what I meant to say.

Grateful to have a piece in this new book. It’s an essay drawn from the lambing section in Coop (speaking of which, hardcover currently available here for same price as paperback).

That chicken coop on the cover of Coop? When we moved it this weekend, we found a surprise: