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All the Pears

Tonight, my son Ezra ate a pear.   As I stood over the charcoal grill cooking dinner, he sat on the back porch steps…

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The Growth of a Gardener

My mother has a green thumb. She can grow anything. When I was a kid, she would do things like buy me purple rose…

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The Hopeful Romantic

“… It was in the season that I could not feel the thing, when I came to the place of choosing to love when…

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The Lazy Farm Girl

I feel the need to disclose a nasty truth about myself. It’s not a skeleton rattling in the closet or a deep and dark…

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Homegrown

Back in February, when there was still a threat of frost, my eldest son Jackson and I turned the dirt in the raised garden…

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Becoming Country

You will never really understand how city you are until your life shifts and you find yourself removed from suburbia. I’ve harbored a homestead…