Category Archives: farm

Mulberry Tree

We have a ladder  that can reach the very top  of the mulberry  tree, but there’s so much fruit to  harvest from the ground, the top of the tree belongs  to the birds. They eat their fill  and there’s still … Continue reading

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Fat and Happy

As I arrived at my friends farm yesterday, I thought I heard the sound of bone being cut, pig bone or maybe sheep or goat, but   the sound that I heard was the grinder my friend held in his … Continue reading

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Farmers for Peace

When we’re growing food we’re liberating ourselves from want, from need, from greed, from seeds of fear and we’re setting the dove free to soar with olive branches away from perpetual war, away from hate away from the fate scripted … Continue reading

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We Can’t Eat Money

What if today’s youth were taught to become farmers rather than bankers?

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Birds

The other day, I sat in silence watching the birds play and listening to them sing and each time one would leave it would bring a few more as it returned and I thought it was a bird party until … Continue reading

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Dogs Of War

Once in a while our dog Pali will find a deer bone or antler and she’ll be so proud, slobbering all over herself and everything else just chomping away without a care in the world and she’ll be content and … Continue reading

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Goats & Noses

One of our goats died the other day not that we pick favorites, but Momi was my favorite… the sweetest little goat that ever was, the most peaceful, delicate always happy to see you never mean… I went to chop … Continue reading

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