The Language of Place

Earlier this week when I wrote about going out on the Hogback on our family farm to think, read, and write, I realized not everyone knows that word. A hogback is simply a hill that slopes like the back of a hog, but on our farm it’s a specific place–The...

Feasting on Spring

We’ve had a mild winter, but it feels like it’s been hanging on for far too long. The past week has finally been a delight of warm days, cool nights, and the singing of peepers. So when I tried to think what to make for supper last night, I felt a sudden...