Stories.

For little Cas, whose story wasn’t long enough. Maybe stories are what drive this world. They are how our curiosities are fed as children; how we’re taught to remember things; our means to learn about other people; the system of knowledge accumulated by a culture over time. Moreover, they’re at the root of our thirst…

Say the bells of St. Clements.

There was some orange picking to be done today, and so today I picked some oranges. I like being able to use a sentence in that form; it makes life seem a little less complicated. There’s something about picking oranges, too, that is natural and slow and easy and satisfying. The toughness of their rind,…

Something about chickens.

So, my very first actual blog post ever, and it’s about chickens. This came about from encountering a building full of battery hens en route back to the farm after a hike to a pretty incredible waterfall close by. I guess it was the contrast between this beautiful, natural thing – how the water carved…