Plastic Farm AnimalsCamille lives with her soul mate Bob in the back woods of central North Carolina where she hikes, gardens, cooks, and writes.
I have not written any criticisms of the Obama administration. But I can remain silent no longer. What President Obama proposed today is nothing more than outright sustained murder for profit. Seven more years of destruction to bankrupt the common man and profit the war industry! Out of respect for my many friends who campaigned […]
The other day, I caught myself again longing for the pace of life I enjoyed in the third world. Life there is languid compared to life in the United States. Most people will admit that their life is hectic, and I’m no exception. I think it’s because we have so much technology at our fingertips. […]
I was putting the last helmet away after teaching my morning riding lessons when Bob arrived to pick me up in a white station wagon. “Who’s car are you driving?” I asked and he answered, “It might be ours.” I blanched. Just what we need, another expense, I thought. We were about to turn our […]
Bob and I have taken many steps toward reducing our ecological footprint. Steps which include everything from Bob’s vasectomy, to our mostly vegan diet, to our reused plastic bag drawer. We made a firm commitment years ago to avoid sending plastic to the landfill. So naturally, when we moved into Camelina, we set aside a […]
On his way past the Abundance office, Lyle said he was looking for Bob. “I need to talk to the knower of all things.” For an instant I thought he’d said the mower of all things, which made sense to me because Bob mows like no one else I know. Bob mows at work and […]