If you plant too much in a small space, competition for soil, water, and sunlight will result in diminished garden productivity. Something will lose out on the aforementioned energy resources.… Read more The Myth of Progress–What Can Nature Teach Us? →
I’ve realized that a raspberry patch and a chicken run are only somewhat compatible. That blackberries can thrive in the most marginal soil. That when a hen’s comb and wattle… Read more Tires, Tomatoes, and Gardening Ethics →
Why do I like to make amateurish attempts to build furniture? Or brew beer, bow-hunt for deer, keep chickens, or grow food? Matthew B. Crawford helped me connect the dots… Read more Tracing Actions to the Source →
“You’ll never catch me riding the TARC,” one white student proclaimed this morning during first period. “There’s nothing wrong with riding the TARC!” a black girl responded. “You’re right, there… Read more Riding the TARC →
For two years, the Barred Rock Hens Ms. Pickles, Marge, and Middles have resided in my back yard in a custom built coop, design courtesy of my fellow Fern Creek… Read more Ms. Pickles leads me to Jonathan Safran Foer →
Recently, my friend Joe and I bought a 1994 Ford F-250 for five hundred dollars. The previous owner named it Wynona. It has 230,000-plus miles, an eight-foot bed, and plenty of rust creeping along the edge of the crimson-colored frame. In addition, it leaks oil and probably gets about eight miles to the gallon— certainly not the most environmentally friendly vehicle. But it runs, and will serve us well for a while, facilitating bow-hunting excursions, home maintenance projects, and landscaping tasks. My fingers are crossed regarding its lifespan. We obviously… Read more Wynona →
Paul Barnwell 