It’s 11:08 at night and I just got back from a run. I haven’t run in weeks and it felt glorious. The nights are dark out here when the moon is mostly hiding. Its dark creamy orange gave just enough light for my feet to make out the loose gravel. I feel safe running alone [...]
April 5, 2016: It’s early and the moon waits just above the horizon line, a thin, creamy left-handed ‘C’. There is an old barn on the rise across the field accompanied by a stand of three fat pine trees. The sun is just about to come up. This is the day my marriage will end. [...]
Farming without the assistance of synthetic pharmaceuticals might sound sexy, idealistic, or stupid. I suppose it depends on your perspective. The reality is: it's darn hard work. One night a week for the last three weeks Katie and I have put our work clothes back on after dinner, grabbed our head lamps and headed down [...]
My name is Kathy and although you won't see photos of me on the website, at least not yet, I live and work at the farm. This post is a story and a thank you more than an introduction . . . It is 11 p.m. and I am alone. My legs are buried in [...]
