The Garden Doth Giveth

Between taking care of the garden, summer business and harvesting the insane amount of produce we received, it’s been hard to share updates. So, here is a quick one. For the most part, I think I can safely say all that crazy work we put into sheet mulching our 700 sq. ft. garden space paid […]

Life’s a Peach

Transformation is hard. Particularly in a culture that demands instant gratification. Nothing is more grounding for me than working in our yard. It reminds me that nature works at its own speed. This has been the way of things since the first nucleotides combined with amino acids. It will be this way long after I […]

I Found My Thrill

No need to elaborate on the satisfaction that results from seeing a plan come together. I was surprised it only took one truck load of mulch to cover it. And even more surprised when I dug holes to plant the blueberry bushes. The soil was still as dark and rich as it was the day we created the swale.

The Con Artists

A recounting of my recent excursion to Chicago to attend the Chicago Comic and Entertainment Expo. Comic cons are no different than film festivals where independent artists are trying to share their vision of an expression of life. They’re no different than throwing on a jersey, heading to downtown Indy to day drink, and then […]

Sprung

I have to admit, this is the first time I’ve put serious effort into starting plants indoors. Previously my initiative was haphazard. Along the lines of “Oh well if they don’t make it, we can just sow seeds or buy plants later.” It has occurred to me that this is not only really inefficient, it can actually be expensive if you don’t pay attention to what you’re doing. 

Roamin’ Holiday: Breaking the Bubble

In my previous piece I mentioned the difference between cruising several countries in a week, and actually walking past the docks into the city you’re supposed to be visiting. I’ve never been on a cruise, so I suppose you have to consider my opinion as biased. But the reality is, there is a stark difference between […]

Who Will Speak for the Threes?!

A woman that worked there, knew I was going to be sitting there for some time. As she left for lunch, she kindly offered to bring me back some coffee or a snack. Too overwhelmed, I politely declined and thanked her. A couple of hours later she offered again, on her way out to pick up her kids from school. I sheepishly thanked her, and declined her kind offer. Unwilling to relent, she approached me a short while later to give me a Coke and a Planter’s protein pack with assorted snacks. It was all I could do not to burst into tears.