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Fat Clothes
I recently traveled to visit a friend and somehow failed to pack enough clothes. Halfway through my trip I found myself in sudden need of a new wardrobe. 20 years ago this would have been a crisis. The stores that…
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Red tailed hawk
I clocked a red-tailed hawk today, visually, and I caught its screeches on the Merlin app. Since I started logging birds around The Wallow, I’ve found red tailed Hawks and red shouldered hawks. What I haven’t seen are coopers hawks.…
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Brabble & Grubble
Hey it’s a theme camp! What’s a theme camp? Here’s one explanation from the regional burn Transformus. If you asked me “What do you LOVE?” I might think of my children and honeybees and medium rare ribeyes and my truck…
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Dreaming of Community at The Wallow
The Wallow is what we call the land where I live with my extended family in two log houses plus have a couple of acres to play around with. We have done some gardening and some livestocking and some rewilding.…
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Everything You Need to Know About Deschooling Before Unschooling
You’ve heard of unschooling, and you are ready to choose it for your family. You might even have started calling yourselves unschoolers already. But there’s this other word tripping you up. Deschooling. Deschooling is the first step to unschooling. Sadly,…
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The Power of a Name
Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego are the central characters of a Christian Bible story. They walk into a fiery furnace and then emerge unharmed. These characters took central stage in a church sermon I heard once about cult-behavior and the three…
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I’ve Discovered Where I Keep My Fucks
I’ve never had that many fucks to give. And I’ve also always given way too many fucks. It’s a conundrum. It’s that I’m depressed, I’m anxious, I’m an asshole thing that’s kind of hard to explain unless you, too, are…
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Those Sneaky 70s
This is the story of how the 70s sneaked up on me in a dark alley once. I was born in 1977, but it was well into the 80s before I had a sense of the passage of time and…
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Things Less Important
Originally published: 7/6/2011 On the morning of September 11th, 2001 I was a nanny for an infant I’ll call Chrissy. I was hanging out with Chrissy in the living room of her family’s home, watching a Little House on the…
