The majority of land currently occupied by my farm is being sold. It goes on the market tomorrow morning. I got the final word on this yesterday. What a bummer. It’s nothing personal on the part of the landowner, an institution. There were some realities they had to contend with. A difficult decision was made. Life … More Major setback. Now what?
Tiny Farm Duluth will occupy a mere seventh of an acre in 2017, but this year’s farm plan has me planting and harvesting approximately 200 beds throughout a 30-week season. The sheer volume of decisions required for such an ambitious plan—one that has me shooting for a $14,000 profit—is shocking. Paralysis by analysis is a … More Boring through a mountain of decisions
The skin on my face was incinerated today. Prior to the photodynamic treatment, a $300 medication was applied to ensure a 10X sunburn. It turns out that an effective treatment for precancerous sun damage is another extreme burn. Burn off all the bad stuff, and the skin should regenerate anew. Needing to avoid contact with … More Skin in the game
That path through the oats, the getaway route, was the only evidence. No feathers, blood, or other carnage were left as evidence. 12 hours after burying our family dog, we discovered that 80 chickens had been carried away. If it weren’t for this obvious path, I might have thought the boogeyman did it. Gobs of … More Death and mayhem
I met Joel Salatin at an agricultural conference recently. Afterward, I was stunned to realize that there was nobody else on Earth I would’ve rather met. Not the President. Not Bob Dylan. No sports figure. Though he was due to speak to a large crowd in mere moments, he was fully engaged and animated in our … More A mob of poultry in the city, and swimming with ducklings.
Shawna originally titled this piece, “Eddy’s Overwhelmed.” Not only did I inspire my wife’s painting, it resonates strongly, and even helps me make sense of this crazy life we’re living. The weight I bear is not only impossibly difficult and stressful, but beautiful. At the last minute she renamed it, “Big Dreams.” I even got a photo … More Eddy’s Overwhelmed
It’s not every day that you get a record in the mail directly from the record label, excitedly tear open the box, discover an image your wife painted on the album cover, enjoy the music of a good friend, and relish the entire experience. It’s just so stinking cool. … More Art and the urban farm