Category Archives: Walking the Farm Road

Just for Fun

Posted on January 28, 2011 by

Well, if you live in the northeastern United States, you may have met my friends the stink bugs. Like a plague of locusts, they have descended upon us here in Maryland, hundreds and hundreds of little brittle bodies. In their … Continue reading →

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Roots and Eggs: A Writer Learns to Live With the Land

Posted on January 15, 2011 by

      The cast iron skillets shine with the patina of countless meals. Their smooth, black surfaces are worn thin from use, like stone steps hollowed by countless footsteps. Whose skillets are these? I am not sure. Perhaps they … Continue reading →

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