Tag Archives: farming
i forgive myself for choosing to be a predator. for sharp teeth and an active imagination. for killing my meat, in an age when killing is a luxury, not a need. i forgive myself for raising birds to be slaughtered, … Continue reading
it smells like rain or an irrigated field and tonight i have both and new love besides.
i’m in love with the hydrologic cycle, and i can take apart a live chicken, dance half-naked in moonlight and firelight, build a wall, plant a tree, recognize the difference between a covenant with you and a contract with the … Continue reading
my hands are hardening as my heart softens. i try to hurry the process and things tear. blisters rise and sting. i bruise too easily, fall too fast. the massive cottonwoods humble and reduce me. i get small, laying on … Continue reading
garden catalog came today. we planted peas this week in the windy sunshine, kale & carrots. put in the spring poultry order– 47 chickens and 20 heritage turkeys, lean & dark & juicy, shipped in a raucous box next week. … Continue reading