Author: Lee Bartnik

June 27, the day of my 29th birthday, was the last day of Lotus’ life. I got the call from Kelly around 6 pm, and from the tone of her voice, I knew what had...

It’s late Friday evening, and I’m sitting at the head of a large table protruding from the corner of the dining room at Clancy’s Stone Lion Pub in Custer, WI. In front of me...

The chaos of the past week has been constant and beautiful, in light of the numerous international adults and two children who now all occupy our small space. 5 languages fly around our house...

On Tuesday, I drove down to Chicago to pick up 7 members of Fanni’s family – arriving from Hungary and Germany for a 2-week visit. Having navigated the inevitable chaos of the airport, we...

Oren and I arrived at the farm early on Saturday, and started on a walkabout in the breezy and cloud-ridden morning, to check on the status of things. The theme of the day was...

I wandered around outside of the IDEA Center at 7 on Monday night, basking in the positive news from my chiropractor appointment earlier in the day, and waiting for a man to come and...

Any impact I may have had on the farm lately has been felt largely, I’m afraid, by my absence. Our weekly planning meeting Saturday was unfortunately stressful and tense, given a plethora of circumstances...

Oren and I walked in the door and hopped to the end of the long line leading to the gas station counter. We exchanged glances and took in the scene uncertainly. At long last,...

I sat across the desk from my boss’s boss, Noah, having just given my notice. I’m moving on from my full-time delivery driver job after 6 months. It has paid well; I generally like...

We were about halfway through our Board of Directors meeting Thursday night, when we came to an item in the agenda sure to stir up some contention. Item Time Presenter Notes Ram Lambs 15...