Nov 17, 2014
The deed is done. Our pigs have been slaughtered, skinned, hung, and butchered. In their five month reign in the lowlands below the house, they fattened themselves on the pastures and literally tons of fruit from the orchards where I work. Their flavor is the flavor...
Nov 5, 2014
A heavy rain falls. I worry about the roof leaking. I worry about the weight of the water in the trees near our home and limbs falling. I worry about the mud in our pastures and the moisture in our basement. It is fall in the Pacific Northwest. It is a time of the...
Oct 21, 2014
We were down to just two ducks in the flock after the raccoons and the eagles got done helping themselves. And of course, as luck would have it, they left us with two hens that hadn’t laid a single egg in the past four months. And in creep those pesky moral...
Dec 11, 2013
From a putrefying swamp to a slobbering dog’s mouth to the dinner table of some of our best friends, those three mallards hold a special place in my heart. Yes, I will remember them, at least for the next year, as the fruits of Wylie’s labors on...
May 27, 2013
A cold rain falls in early May in Homer, Alaska. We were enjoying all the stunning ocean scenery and the educational workshops at the Shorebird Festival, but we were beginning to get a bit cold and damp after four days of camping amidst the rain and snow down on the...
Feb 12, 2013
We’re out in the wilderness for weeks if not months at a time, so by the time we cross a town or marina, we usually take the opportunity to top off the water, diesel and groceries. Some places are easier to do this than others. Our most recent pit stop...
