Photo by Growtika on Unsplash It sounded like such a sweet gig. I’d have to take a few days off from the farm, but I’d get to travel to the Pacific Northwest where I’d advise for a living history project about meat production and cooking during the Pioneer days. “So we just need you […]
Worth Remembering
“Think over your life,” Xavi said, a Marlboro perched between two fingers of one hand while the other used a demitasse spoon to stir so many sugars into espresso that it had become a syrup. I sat across from him at a sidewalk cafe in Barcelona thirty years ago, sipping my cappuccino in awe. […]
Eclipse Chicken
“I need to find a tempting treat for a chicken,” Ula says aloud to no one in particular one afternoon this past winter while she distracts herself from writing one of her college essays. She has plans with her boyfriend for the weekend, so she really needs to get her work done. But her mind […]
(Trying not to be) An Angry Farmer
This story first appeared on the Sap Bush Hollow Farm website on April 2nd. Jean-Michel Sibelle and his wife Maria are selling their farm in France. It has been in their family for over a century. I don’t know Jean-Michel and Maria. But my stomach churns as I read about them in the NY Times in a […]
Sap Bush Cafe has a new home on the web!
Sap Bush Cafe is now open for the season, every Saturday, 9-2 through the last Saturday before Thanksgiving. We are now posting the weekly specials over on a special page dedicated exclusively to cafe event over on the farm website. Find it here: www.SapBushFarmStore.com/Cafe.
Feed
Photo courtesy of Jasper Gribble, Unsplash: https://unsplash.com/@jaspergribble The email query from last week keeps swishing around my brain. A customer wrote to ask for all the ingredients of our livestock feed. She was looking for chicken that had been fed no corn or soy. The feed had to be processed in a mill where there was […]
Windows
“Homelessness. I think it’s a big problem. But is it one we want to tackle?”* The question appears on the front page of the March 7th issue of the Times Journal, our local newspaper. It was asked by a Lieutenant-in-Charge at a nearby village meeting convened to discuss a proposed affordable housing project at our […]
These final days of winter.
He can’t play the guitar. He can’t do chores. He can’t help me clean the cafe to get it ready to open. Then we remembered how we used to spend those final, restless days of winter, when the sun would shine one moment, and ice, hail and rain would fall from the sky the next, […]
Poor guy.
Yes. I got a lovely poem for my birthday. The other part of the story was that we got to spend the weekend in the ER after Bob fell on the ice while doing chores. He broke his arm in two places. He typed that poem up anyhow, even though his arm was blown up […]
Every Day
Turned 50 on Monday. Woke up to this beside my bed, my gift from Bob: Every day, we sit with the stream. As the spark of Venus fades into the wakening embers of dawn over the field, we turn to the path that takes us into the woods, threading through the trees, crossing rows of […]
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