happy halloween!

Posted on October 31, 2009 - Filed Under adventures | 1 Comment

I’ve posted before about our crazy-down-the-road neighbors who dude up their house for Halloween every year like nobody’s business. This year is no exception! 2009’s theme is Zombies, particularly Decapitated Zombies who are Carrying Their Own Heads, and, oddly, these are a special subset who have their brains resting right on their shoulders. Apparently carrying [...]

fall morning at honeymilk farm

Posted on October 30, 2009 - Filed Under honeymilk farm | 2 Comments

A pretty, misty, fall morning today.

The spiders were busy last night. I saw a bunch of these on the morning rounds.

Chickens like to be petted, too. Goldie is hoping to get her beak on some of this cat food…

…but Mochi has other plans.

Emma wants to know if it is her turn to eat y-e-e-e-t?

Lucy chows [...]

dare I call myself an ashtangi?

Posted on October 28, 2009 - Filed Under mayalife, yoga | 4 Comments

I’ve been really getting into my yoga. Specifically, the primary series of Ashtanga yoga as taught by the late Shri K. Pattabhi Jois. Five or six days a week I’ve been on my yoga mat, working my way through this demanding series of postures, sweating, breathing—
I know, right? I can hardly believe it, either.
The tradition [...]

the incredible building mash-up

Posted on October 24, 2009 - Filed Under alternative building | 2 Comments

We’ve been thinking about what to build next. The Noah House has settled into daily usage. The landscaping projects are slowing down as winter approaches. And we seem to have a tradition of starting new buildings in January. Which means we’re in the imagining stages, now, for the next one.
Next one, you say? Well, yes. [...]

happy birthday ursula!

Posted on October 21, 2009 - Filed Under reviews | 3 Comments

Ursula K. LeGuin, arguably my favorite writer, turns 80 today. Happy Birthday, gal! You’re doing a great job.
And for the rest of y’all, have you read Lathe of Heaven? Have you read Lavinia? Have you read Earthsea? I mean lately. If you haven’t, I highly recommend you do. Get thee to a library, amazon, or [...]

to do lists

Posted on October 19, 2009 - Filed Under kiddo life | 5 Comments

I was waiting for Luc to put on his shoes this morning, something he really wanted to do himself, which is fine, but it can take a while and we were running late. I was counting my deep breaths and fighting the urge to just do it for him, which he would hate, when finally, [...]

you deserve a medal

Posted on October 16, 2009 - Filed Under making things, mayalife | 1 Comment

Someone I used to know had the annoying habit of saying, in lieu of ‘thank you’ or some other appreciative feedback for a job well done, “You want a medal or a chest to pin it on?”
Criminy.
But one day, in a particularly foul mood, I found myself repeating this phrase to Paul who was announcing [...]

the matrix revolutions that should have been

Posted on October 12, 2009 - Filed Under mayalife, reviews | 2 Comments

I heard a “This American Life” once where one of the stories was about this guy, a huge Star Wars fan as a kid (as was I), who had been so upset by Phantom Menace that he found himself rewriting it, nightly, as he fell asleep. He worked out a whole elaborate plot and explained, [...]

it’s a bird! it’s a plane! no, it’s…Tree Guy!

Posted on October 9, 2009 - Filed Under honeymilk farm | Leave a Comment

Sometimes, when the wind gives a gusty laugh, I look up through the yurt’s dome and see the tops of the pines heaving around like God is mixing a salad. Pine trees with vinaigrette, coming right up. Yikes. A few were particularly crazy-leaning-over trees, so we decided they had to go. Sorry trees.
Turns out a [...]

slice of life

Posted on October 7, 2009 - Filed Under mayalife | 1 Comment

I got up this morning around 4:30 (that’s AM, or I’m-An-Idiot in the morning) and wrote for two hours, realizing, in the process, that I’m going to have to do a metric fuck-load of research to get part of this story right. Fine. If that’s the work, that’s the work.
Back at the yurt I crawled [...]