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 So much has changed in the last couple of years, and it feels like I need to step away from the meta brand social media.  It's still us...

I've been so freakin careful about staying clear of COVID.  I've skipped family stuff, I've avoided friends, I've done most ...

(edit to add, this post was started prepandemic) When can you call yourself a farmer?  I think about this a lot. Is it when you are feeding ...

This year my blog is old enough to get its driver's license.  Sixteen years of digital records.    When I started it, it was a place to ...

I dreamt of touch And hammerhead sharks Swimming in your livingroom  I opened the door and let them free A sideways smile as they slipped by...

One more bee nerd out post.  To make up for lost time.  On Wednesday I went in to inspect the 3 hives that got new queens (was that just 2 d...

For something that has taken over my life the last 4+ years (and occupied brain space for decades before then), I have never rea...

A hollow feeling Gnawing  Do I roll into myself what's left of my shell But these toes in soil Fingers woven through roots Saturation by...

Pandemic life, week nine.  This one has been a sad week. Random tears, lots of them. Some warranted... some hormones.... others, part of the...

I have a sweet and wonderful coworker. "Jimmy" is kind and funny, and sometimes just misses the point.  Jimmy mixes her metaphors....