A Growing Season
Telling stories about the absurd and extraordinary in everyday life.
The nesting instinct is a powerful one. It compels us to prepare a home for something new. No one is more surprised than I am to find myself “re-nesting” now. I have my moments of stereotypical empty nest syndrome, but these moments are fewer and farther between than I would have expected.read more
Sometimes I feel like someone died and we didn’t have a funeral. We didn’t even acknowledge that anything died. We didn’t have the time or the emotional capacity to do so. My dad told me years later that he didn’t miss farming, but as my brother said in his eulogy for my dad at his funeral, he remained a farmer all his life.read more
The days of the cute Easter Bunny enhancing the high holy days of Christendom are now over. Camouflage Easter eggs and baskets make it possible for parents to use the holiday as an opportunity to expand their children’s intellectual acuity and competency in hunting. You’ll never hear the words “Easter egg hunt” in the same way again!read more
I like my food simple, in part because I was raised in rural Iowa where our foods were very uncomplicated (except for a handful of truly strange jello “salads”) and partly because I don’t cook that much. I just don’t have the time. A few weeks ago I was a part of a great group of Arkansas bloggers who participated in the annual Bean2Blog event at P. Allen Smith’s Moss Mountain Farm, sponsored by the Arkansas Soybean Promotion Board. One of the things I learned was just how simple it is to incorporate soy, especially edamame, into a very simple eater’s diet.read more