There’s a lot of car time out here in these rural parts. I don’t mind, as for a long time, even before I lived up here, my best thinking usually happened in the car. Sometimes it was the only alone, quiet time I got so I took it….
bronchitis in June
The weather has finally warmed, the wind has finally subsided to a point where you actually want to be outside for more than five minutes. It is full speed ahead with the garden, trying to make up for, like, three lost weeks.
Then, it hits. …
taking care of busyness
I wonder if anyone else is a little weary of how busy we all seem to be. We’re all stressed, hectic, over scheduled, crazy, don’t know where the time goes….can’t respond to mail, return a call, be civilized. I’m as guilty as the next person, feeling overwhelmed and underfed….
Berkshire Jerseys
The grace of hard work. Today, at the beautiful High Lawn Farm in Lee, Massachusetts. Good people doing the hard hard work of dairy farming, carrying on the vision of the Wilde family.
The weather, more Cape Breton than Berkshires end of May. A day-old calf, gorgeous Jersey caramel colored and twice as big as his much older neighbors, bucking and raring to go. A heifer being milked by the new automated milker.
Can’t help but wonder if the spectacular surroundings, the continual breezes and Berkshires magic don’t add something extra to the already exceptional milk from these Jerseys.
Drove home drinking High Lawn chocolate milk, ruminating on it all.
the grace of Junot Díaz
Just finished reading Díaz’s This is How You Lose Her. I’d read the extracts in The New Yorker two years ago (ok, yes, am a little slow to get to things sometimes. Life’s been a bit, ah, jammed)….
Flying Mud Face
May Day 2014. Clarence does not run so much as flies. And with a mud dipped face and flying ears he looks like some kind of bat wolf.
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