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Collected Thoughts on Grass

“The Wish to be Generous” by Wendell Berry All that I serve will die, all my delights, the flesh kindled from my flesh, garden and field, the silent lilies standing in the woods, the woods, the hill, the whole earth, … Continue reading

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Words

I’ve been learning a bit about words, and how they’re used, and why they’re used over the past few months. I was going to try and write something about it, but I’ve found that I can do no better than … Continue reading

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Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front

Love the quick profit, the annual raise, vacation with pay. Want more of everything ready-made. Be afraid to know your neighbors and to die. And you will have a window in your head. Not even your future will be a … Continue reading

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Not A Morning Person 4

What would that do to my ‘not a morning person’ attitude? Waking up, reminded that I’m not the centre of the universe… but not feeling a sense of frustrating despair that the world is set against me, and nor resigning … Continue reading

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Not A Morning Person 3

This is a continuation of yesterday’s post… And if there was such a person, would you want to be around them? Obviously, it could seem great to live with someone who’s very life is given over to waiting on you … Continue reading

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Not a Morning Person 2

This is a continuation of yesterday’s post… And there it is. The ugly truth. I expect the world to revolve around me. Now, let’s consider that assumption for a moment. What grounds do I have for this almost-subconscious belief? That … Continue reading

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Not A Morning Person 1

I wake up nearly every day angry. Wow – that sounds really dramatic. I don’t mean that I wake up seething and yelling my head off… well, maybe.. no, it’s never as bad as that! I mean more that I … Continue reading

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Planting Trees

In the mating of trees, the pollen grain entering invisible the domed room of the winds, survives the ghost of the old forest that was here when we came. The ground invites it, and it will not be gone. I … Continue reading

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