Baby sister no more, and yet always
I remember the first day of December, eighteen years ago. It was a soft, snowy morning on our farm on the western edge of Minnesota, and my two sisters ...
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Will we have a farm?
My family and I have spent a beautiful weekend on a working “vacation farm” in rural New York. Growing up as I did in a almost-entirely agricultura...
All Things Must End (Even This Year)
And so another year comes to a close, and with it the first decade of this much-vaunted third millennium. A lot has happened in these ten years. Some b...
Hello? Is this thing looping?
This just in from our Department of the Surreal: Eight years and three weeks after I walked out of the seminary with the last box of my stuff into the cold w...
Provision
What does it mean to provide? To be a provider? I am the sole provider for my young family, by which is meant that my twice-monthly paycheck as all the pec...