Monthly Archive: March 2020

Oil, Fleet and Ash

One evening last week, Asher and I found ourselves at Fleet Farm, immersed in a literal world of motor oils. We shuffled slowly up and down the multiple oil and filter aisles in mostly...

Fumduckery and Gender Roles

It was around 9 on Tuesday morning, and we’d already had our fair share of fumduckery for the day. However, Asher had gotten the John Deere started and we were moving on; trying to...

ISO

Last Monday evening, Fanni and I were notified of our exposure to a suspected coronavirus carrier. After some serious deliberation, we made the decision to self-quarantine ourselves to the best of our abilities, until...

Barbed Wire and Brush

It was Wednesday morning and I had the farm to myself. The day was gloomy, and my task was to cut the old barbed wire fences out of thorny brush. Shitty was the job,...

The Brambling Bunch

I bounced and slid up RSO’s slip’n’slide driveway Tuesday morning, thankfully making it up past the turnabout without getting stuck or flinging too much mud. I approached Logan, who was there hanging with the...

Shop Times at BTI

Pops walked into our home shop, Bartnik Trucking Incorporated (BTI), and eyed our 2006 E-150 conversion van with some degree of skepticism and amusement – his general regard for our intrepid, and somewhat decrepit,...

Intro to Season 3

‘Tis the season. Now less than a week away from our first greenhouse plantings, half of me is powerless over my enthusiasm for our return to the sunshine and fields; the other half looks...