Fade to Brown

Fall’s first hard frost hit pretty much on schedule last week. Our garden manager Lisa described her view of our lovely little plot the day after nighttime temps had dipped into the 20s as “post-apocalyptic.” We knew that day of death was coming, and had prepared for it—somewhat. But we still can’t help feeling sad.Continue reading “Fade to Brown”

Be Vocal, Buy Local: Produce shouldn’t need a passport

It’s tough entering a grocery store produce section when you know too much. In some ways I miss the days when I could buy apples from New Zealand and grapes from Chile without a second thought—and inevitably, despite my best intentions, watch at least a few of them rot away weeks later in my refrigerator.Continue reading “Be Vocal, Buy Local: Produce shouldn’t need a passport”

We’re So Egg-cited!

It’s the second week of January, and finally the hens have started laying again after months of channeling all their egg-laying energies into growing some of the loveliest feathers we’ve ever seen. Seriously, these hens (and rooster Speck, who, happily, seems to have gotten the hens’ message about nonconsensual sex, and has stopped mounting them)Continue reading “We’re So Egg-cited!”