When I Was Afraid of Chickens

A few years ago, a beautiful friend asked me to house sit for her while she and her family went away.  At the time, I was living in San Francisco, and her place is in Mendocino, so I drove up into the “real” Northern California and arrived at this...

Self-Sufficiency on the Farm

Just now, the sky above the farmhouse and the mountains is that light blue of dawn.  Jet streams crisscross the air, like pilot werecrafting a tic-tac-toe board for the residents of Lovingston.  It’s a lovely day. The sun has just peaked over the eastern...