The Gradual Shifting of Everything
Just before I started this post I sat down at my workbench in my office (odd in-and-of-itself because I haven’t spent more than fifteen consecutive
Just before I started this post I sat down at my workbench in my office (odd in-and-of-itself because I haven’t spent more than fifteen consecutive
Intellectually I understand that the end of the growing season is just a part of the natural cycle of things around here. I lived in
It’s likely that this will be my last beekeeping post of the year, and can I just say… right after randomly adopting some donkeys, and
I’m walking a line here between really wanting to sit down and write about things going on around the farm. Things like prepping the garden
Okay. So. There’s been enough going on around here that I can barely wrap my arms around it all, much less tell a coherent story
I'm not interested in a mediocre life. I'm here to kick ass or die.
Back in 2004 I started writing about my adventures in fixing up houses on the internet. A lot of things have changed since then, with me, with my houses, and with the internet. These days I am basically a cranky old man trapped in a slightly less old woman’s body. The internet has changed and I am staunchly refusing to change with it. You won’t find any algorithms here, or feeds, or ads, or social media. Just good old-fashioned stories about a woman drinking beer and building shit, and living an unexpected life.
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