If you’re a food garden dork, like myself, you may have run into this weird situation wherein you cook up a bunch of potatoes, and for some reason, some of them don’t… cook.  They get hot, they turn brown, but they stay crunchy and taste either bad or like nothingness.
This is, I just learned today [...]

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can’t blog much… too hot… 100 degrees… global warming and/or mid-summer…
The poor chickens look like fish on dry land with their mouths hanging open panting.
Everything’s hanging like wet rags.
The sweat’s running down my forehead as fast as I can wipe it off.
Hot is what I’m saying.
Wilty Broccoli
Field of Potatoes with Blues in the Front
Walla Walla [...]

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Alan Watts said something to the effect that you don’t go to a symphony to hear the finale.
Gardening just for the tomato or raising chickens just for the eggs is kinda like that.
The perfect tomato will be so for, maybe, one day.  Shortly thereafter it’ll either get flushed down the toilet or thrown into the [...]

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The ladies (and I’m about 90% sure they’re all ladies now) are starting to act a little weird.  Today, as I was out doing my Mr. Greenjeans routine in the farm, I stopped in to check the food can and get the ladies some fresh water.  I stooped down to pester them a little, and [...]

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Continuing the saga of replacing dear Cedar, I now find myself at the opposite end of the spectrum from my previous post.  I’ve got three people with whom I’ve spoken, and they’re all swell.
I actually thought I had it decided.  I’d selected someone, dropped notes to the other interviewees (all pretty good, too), and just [...]

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