An old farmer in Germany demonstrates how to sing snails out of their shells. All appear thrilled.
An old farmer in Germany demonstrates how to sing snails out of their shells. All appear thrilled.
Fools call these moons asian pears and eat them before they are ripe. She was once the golden sun of September. Now she is ripe and oozing mysterious sugar. This is fruit for the […]
Wanna have some fun in the snow? Well, if you’re human, sledding is great. Bit of a bumpy ride down, and watch for the cacti under the snow and broken off volcano […]
Let me show you the problem with that. Here’s the hill. Nice, huh. Voles till it. Gophers. Weasels from time to time. Coyotes. Yes, Coyotes. Rototillers of the West! Nothing to complain […]
Nice farm, huh. What are they growing? Trouble and debt.Approximately 66,000 apple tree roots planted last spring and grafted late last summer. Subsidized by the Ministry of Agriculture. The idea is to save money: […]
In November, the poet Howard Brown and I are giving a show about tractors. He has the long poem. I have gallery walls. Somehow we’ll make this work. We’ve been taking photos. […]
In my last post, I spoke about the Old Norse concept of a tun, a farm yard constructed at the intersection of social and physical earths. I argued that tuns created the […]
Some thoughts on “writing” today, including my other love, “farming”, and another one, “art.” A smorgasbord, really! First a note: There are few writers left in the world (but many keyboarders), I […]