This is the thinnings from our carrot patch. Not the HARVEST, mind you, but the THINNINGS—the too-crowded, over-packed, gotta-make-room-for-the-best-ones EXTRA carrots.
This spells trouble, if you ask me. Leave the best carrots in the gr…
The Exponential Growth of Happiness
I once read an article in The Sun (a magazine whose content, by the way, I usually judge for its tendency towards depressive and self-loathing introspection) which provoked my interest. It described happiness as a condition where it is pos…
How Now, Brown Cow?
You know, of course, that Holstein cows produce skim milk, that Brown Swiss cows produce chocolate milk, and that red Milking Shorthorn cows produce strawberry milk. What you may not know is that Jersey cows produce melted ice cream—but on…
What Your Poems Paid For
The x-rays, as pictured below, were rather a great deal cleaner looking in person, but they give you a general sense. The hock, as pictured below, is feeling like a million bucks! For the first time in two weeks, I am taking my first steps…
Thursday?
Thursday, and I should have posted! ("I've been busy, though," she boasted— "busy writing poetry." She cannot stop the rhymes, you see!) Actually, it's the truth. Fenway Bartholomule and I have been writing up a sto…
FarmWife, making me more famous one article at a time
In lieu of Friday's blog post, please pop on over to Grow Northwest for FarmWife's take on farming with horses, mules and oxen. All I can add is that A)mules are obviously and totally the best, and B) a picture of me would have be…
Guest Blogger M. (Weanling Human)
The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and the cortisone in my hock has had some effect in reducing the size of the swelling. Life is good! Guest blogger Weanling Human would agree. At age ten, she's old enough to have mulish pois…
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