Our Fifth Fall on the Farm

Lately, Jill and I have been canning apples and tomatoes and drying herbs, the house redolent with savory aromas. Nothing...

The Writer’s Worst Nightmare

I've just lost the final revision of my novel-in-progress. Irretrievable. I picture it spinning away into the digital void like...

Our Barn Is Ready

Ready for what? you may ask. We've made the barn party-ready, with a stage, dance floor, an array of lights,...

Our Farmhouse Restoration

Jill and I got a lot done last year, including a couple of major improvements to the farmhouse. Mostly we've...

Off-the-Grid Living?

Last week, Jill and I installed a wood-burning stove in our farm house. The stove is old--circa 1987--but not antique....

Counting My Bee Stings

Yesterday, a wasp stung me on the cheek. I was painting under the eaves of an outbuilding and didn’t see...

The Deer Have Found Us

For 2 ½ years, the deer--in the hundred acres that surrounds our farm--left us alone. We don’t know why. The...