for some reason , fall is the time when deer are most active on my property. i like to think they're smart enough to know that i'm a bleeding-heart sapsucker with quiet woods and zero tolerance for projectile weapons around my livestock, but it's probably less intellectual than that. they're probably just moving from the … Continue reading eyeshine


passion comes in tiny bursts in december. in the dark and cold, i can only muster excitement in small, discrete units. fourteen years ago, we moved into our house in october while the ground was thinking about freezing. any garden stuffs we moved from the old house to the new house were chucked into the … Continue reading slight


pale horses moving through trees, dappled with darkness, the ghosts of a blizzard, their hoofbeats an echo of glaciers scraping at the roots of the earth. unseen traces drag winter behind them like a great roaring, billowing wagon: ice-laden, frost-swollen, lead-grey as november clouds.


in which this (very briefly) becomes a travel blog. it surprises literally no one to learn that i am not at home in a city. i've lived most of my life in the country. not in a small, rural town, but out in the sticks, in the back of beyond, where self-sufficiency is key. there … Continue reading urban


i think i considered myself a gardener long before i did much gardening. my mother has always put in nice flower and kitchen gardens and told me stories about the gardens of her childhood, tended by her parents. some of my relatives are master gardeners (it's a thing), so i guess it's just part of … Continue reading perennial


i heard a report on the radio recently that populations of flycatchers are down in the northeast US. i was a little alarmed, but i felt good that we've had a very successful nesting pair of phoebes for several years here on the mountain. one year they made a nest on an outcrop on the … Continue reading phoebes


horse ownership is a benign masochism. horses are large, dangerous, dirty beasts with a bite force that rivals many large carnivores and a kick that can easily break bones. they are prone to all kinds of bizarre ailments with charmingly medieval names (fistulous withers? girth gall? founder? strangles? rain rot?) and are alarmingly fragile for … Continue reading scurf