We’re still settling in with our new technology and settling down after our latest wool run. So this week’s post comes from my files. I wrote it several weeks ago, and thought I’d run it this week while we catch up. I’m sitting at my desk when I hear the wails of despair from the […]
Super High Speed Internet Comes to ….WEST FULTON?!
PRESS RELEASE, For more information, Contact Erin France at Midtel (emfrance<at>midtel.net), or call 518.827.5211. “A farmer walks into a telecommunications company.” It could be the start of a good joke. Instead, it was the start of a powerful partnership. “People approach us all the time,” says Jason Becker, Executive Vice President and General Manager of […]
The Fledgling
I am wondering lately if I have spoiled my children in the past, or if I am neglecting them in the present. Bob shakes his head in disgust and tells anyone who will listen that I have always kept vampire hours, a mystery that he pretends not to understand. But we both understand. I’ve worked […]
Homemaking Meets Hospitality
“Saoirse, this isn’t our house. Get your stuff off the couch.” “Ula, this isn’t our house. No eating or drinking in the kitchen. Take it outside.” “Mom, this isn’t our kitchen. If you have to touch the food, wear gloves.” We own the cafe, but only because our name is on the deed. Already we […]
The Lost Chicken
It’s sometime after ten pm, and I’m running back and forth between the house and the car, looking for a chicken. I’m not sure if it is three days before opening day at the cafe, or two days before we open. I have stopped counting time. Time implies waking hours and sleeping hours. I’ve surrendered […]
Two Year Old Egg Salad
“Why haven’t you gone to bed yet?” Bob scolds me from the kitchen as though I were one of the kids. I should have gone to sleep two hours ago. I’m trying to understand the price of an egg salad platter. The cafe opens on this Saturday, and I need to figure out what’s going […]
Lunch with an elephant
The weather today is gorgeous. The blue of our northern Catskill sky is rivaling some of the most glorious ones I’ve seen in the Mediterranean. Ula and I have been walking up and down the streets of Oneonta, her chosen destination for our day out, while she reviews menus and seating options, choosing the perfect […]
The Suffering Farmer
Kate arrived in our lives like the deus ex machina from an ancient Greek play. Chaos was at the height of her fury at Sap Bush Hollow: Dad was limping through the fields, moaning from his easy chair as he fell into it each night. Mom couldn’t decide whether she despaired the endless to-do lists […]
Does your daughter think she’s fat?
Wrote this piece after it happened this winter when the blog was inactive. Been thinking about it, and decided I’d run it this week… There are times when the magnitude of Ula’s words is inversely proportional to the strength with which she says them. “Mama, I’m worried about my belly.” Her voice is tiny, almost […]
The Woman by the Water
Bob and I are standing with our arms around each other’s waist, watching the morning sunlight flit across Mallet Pond. We walked a few miles to get here this morning. That’s the only way a person can get in to this section of the state land. It is one of the most beautiful places in […]
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