It’s two bushels of tomatoes this year. And two bushels of green beans. And two bushels of peppers, when they’re ready. I’ve doubled-down on the canning and freezing. We have more mouths to feed here at home, and we’re not planning on going out in public much once it gets cold. Doubling down […]
The Choice
My house is a wreck, my email box is flooded, my to-do list is out of control, my feet are tired….It must be August…And You’re listening to Episode 30 of The Hearth of Sap Bush Hollow: The Choice. “Have we become prisoners of the life we dreaded? Or have we chosen this?” Bob doesn’t have […]
Seven Tips for Thriving While Your Children School @ Home
Nobody asked you. The words rattle in my brain during a slow moment at the cafe as I hide on a corner stool in the back of the kitchen and scroll through the New York Times on my phone. The debate about whether or not to open schools captures my interest. I read an Op […]
26: The Croissant
Hate has no home here. I poke the blue sign into the flower pots in front of the cafe. “But it does visit from time to time,” Bob quips as he watches me. It’s late. He wants to go home, drink a beer, and try to see Comet Neowise. It’s been so hazy and we’ve […]
The Through-Hiker
There’s a stranger in a red t-shirt on the bridge at the crossroads. He doesn’t avoid eye contact like a normal person. He stares into the car, locking eyes with me. I notice the backpack on the ground in front of him. “Pull over,” I tell Bob. I roll down the window. “Are you […]
Quitting time?
I need to quit writing. Or at least quit writing so much. I blame Saoirse for this. Or the voices in my head. I kinda blame Dad. I definitely blame Kate. I get Kate’s message when Bob, the kids and I come out of the woods two weeks ago. We spent 24 hours in sylvan […]
Thoughts at 2am
A driving summer rain rousts us from bed at 2am on Wednesday. It snuffs the fireflies’ lanterns, plunging our twinkling hilltop into darkness as Bob and I scramble to close the windows around the house. He settles back to sleep within seconds. I’m wide awake, fretting about the future of our children. In the course […]
Help pass the PRIME Act and help small farmers!
For those of you who’ve been following straight along, you’ve learned that Sap Bush Hollow Farm is losing access to our federally inspected slaughter houses due to an influx of animals from the Covid-infected plants out west. We’re trying to move our customers over to an animal-share csa-style system so that we can continue to […]
The Lady’s Slipper
“I found a Lady’s Slipper,” Bob rushes into the house. I’m groggy from my nap. Saturday was our first day with outdoor dining service, and with reduced capacity and little traffic, just the two of us handled the dinner shift. But I handled the 3 am baking shift, too. That made it a 20-hour day […]
20: Flag Flying
I received a note from Jessi, who’s farming in West Michigan, asking for my thoughts on how farming/rural living attracts very liberal and very conservative folks. She writes, “I’ve just been processing a lot of thoughts about neighborliness and civility in the face of seeing neighbors show more extremist views and actions during these hard […]
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