The way out here
Two steps forward, one step back

We almost had a head start. By almost, I mean we did have a head start, until it turned into a false start. I’m not sure how many seasonal canning people are out there right now cursing the …

Facing a pickle of a cucumber

If there was anything I went into this year with garden-related confidence, it was cucumber plants. Confidence, it would seem, breeds new learning opportunities in the form of previously …

Pork belly burnt ends

“I want a snack.” “Let’s make lunch.” Why not both? Given a busy day on the farm, two things go hand in hand: slow-cooking meals that you can set and forget, …

Stuffed venison loin roast

Way back yonder in the month of October—you know, a century ago—my wife and I celebrated our wedding anniversary.  As per natural courtship rituals, it was upon my shoulders as …

If a tree falls in the woods…

As the leaves fall in the final days of autumn, so too fall the giants that bore them.  Not everywhere, of course. But on the site of the future Hill family farm, the first signs of our …