Have you ever seen a geriatric chicken ward? Soon I will apparently be running a nursing home for sweet old chickens who used to like to fly up in the kitchen window when we were…
There’s nothing quite like all this warm sunshine, and the millions of little green things poking up to give you a feeling of joy. You made it through. I look at our meadow where the…
It was supposed to rain all weekend. Only then it didn’t. It wasn’t actually sunny, but the clouds were thin, and you could just imagine the sun if you squinted a little. It was in…
We walked to the river in mud boots and in celebration. It was fifty degrees out, there were buds on the pussy willows, and spring had come back to the mountains just like we always…
My mom died in January. It was…complicated. And ever since, our whole family has been lamenting this long gray cold, and thinking about God, and place, and meaning, and the deep heavy thoughts of one…
Cleaning the chicken house sounds sort of disgusting. And, okay, it is. But it is also deeply satisfying when you have a flock of friendly chickens who clamor for bits of your croissant on a…
Back in Vermont just in time for a cold Easter Egg Hunt amid mud and muck. None of us wanted to leave the warmth of the seashore. Only this time we live in that beautiful…
