Plastic Farm AnimalsCamille lives with her soul mate Bob in the back woods of central North Carolina where she hikes, gardens, cooks, and writes.
You can hear the sound of freedom from the beach. It’s the low rumble of explosives, the chatter of helicopter blades or the tandem footsteps of young men with the distinctive “high and tight” haircuts as they jog down the tide line. Nearly inaudible reminders that soldiers are being prepared for war, blending with the […]
Last summer I didn’t shed my winter weight. I carried it with me right into the next winter and into the spring. My clothes were tight and I was four pounds over my “red alert” weight of 150 and threatening to add on some more. I caught sight of my butt on a video and […]
The summer squash is upon us along with tomatoes, cucumbers, potatoes, and basil. There’s so much food that we can no longer keep up by simply turning it into meals. No two people can eat ten pounds of potatoes, ten pounds of tomatoes, and five pounds each of cucumbers and summer squash each week! We […]
With all the CSA action going on around us, we hardly have to grow anything in our own garden. But Bob could no more stop growing food than a fish could stop breathing water, so this year he decided to plant more of the things we end up buying at the grocery store. That would […]
Bob and I have been on the move all our lives and went into hyper-mobilization after we got together. We’ve moved every fifteen months on average over the eighteen years since we threw in together. Like they sing in that song, wherever we hung our hats was our home. Or rather, wherever we lay down […]