Acceptance
Many summers ago, we hit a wave of events that turned the summer into something far from what I had…
Caring for Others
Here’s a powerful thought from Edith Windsor: “If you really care about the quality of somebody’s life as much as…
In My Good Death
HAWKS HUNT’S MAN IN BLACK “CASH” Feb 1, 2004-April 20, 2013 In the early hours of this day, our lovely…
Keep the Claws in the Paws
When he arrived a few years ago, he was barely 9 ounces but already close to 6 weeks old. Every…
Mud and Math
Math was never one of my favorite subjects. Not particularly interested in the relative speeds of trains traveling east or…
Never Other Than A Whole Being
Often weary of how humans elevate themselves as superior using self referential (not to mention self reverential) logic, I was…
Pushing Past and Unrealistic Expectations
Spring has truly sprung here. The resident woodcocks are back, winging their way around the farm in relentless circling flights,…
Springing, Freshening
In the lexicon of farmers who spend their days with cattle, there are poetic descriptions. A first time mother-to-be is…
The Fifth Season
Our farm is situated in upper New York state, in the beautiful Mohawk Valley that features rolling hills, trees, fields…
The Stonecutter’s Work
A woman showed up at one of my seminars and literally spent most of the first day arguing with me…
