Monthly Archive: March 2020

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...

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...

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...

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,...

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...

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,...

‘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...