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Category: Lucila’s Essays

  • Potent with Possibility

    The main line isn’t hooked up to these rows, yet. This south-facing section has been plowed through a second time. It is not yet ready+…

  • Taking Off

    Our twin daughters started 4th Grade today, which means I’m back to the farm. Here comes the change, taking off. Last days of Summer, first+…

  • Where Summer Meets Fall

    It’s mild. Blissfully, peacefully, alarmingly mild. Daylight hours pull back. Labor Day passed. Our twin daughters are now in their third week of Fourth Grade.+…

  • Small Intentions

    Oof. This kind of heat could kill the Devil’s own Dream. The recently sprouted carrot greens are sprinkled with dust. A soil spout twirls and+…

  • Getting Back to Why

    We are on the back end of the 7-year anniversary of the farm – if we make it. I say that, but after 21-years of+…

  • Return

    Since returning from Oaxaca I have spent most of my at home, corralling the mess, sifting and sorting, distracted by memories. My body is here+…

  • Fly Home

    These flowers are the last bits of Ellie. These clusters she planted for me. Cheerful heads of bright colors to inspire and delight. The amaranth,+…

  • Listening

    I’m in a bit of a holding pattern right now. At least that’s how it feels. And though feelings aren’t facts, it certainly feels true.+…

  • What to Plant

    Sometimes I look around and I feel there is nothing beautiful here. Does that happen to you? So inured am I that often by mid-season+…

  • A Note from the Tooth Fairy

    In our home, from the time the girls lost their first tooth, our Tooth Fairy leaves a Sacagawea and a note. Sometimes the Tooth Fairy+…

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