We opened the door and peered in at what had once been a hub of activity, our old kitchen, all tore up and abandoned.
Category: Oilseed
This may be the last time I write about Oilseed Community. For years we thought Oilseed would die when the bulldozers came but that isn’t what happened. In 2001, when the original lease was negotiated, it opened up much-needed affordable housing and provided a revenue stream to support the broader community we call the Bubble. […]
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FARMERS ROCK
I recently became reconnected to an old friend, “The Small Farmer’s Journal” by way of a birthday present. Bob gave me a copy of Lynn R. Miller’s “Work Horse Handbook” and threw in a copy of a magazine I hadn’t seen since the seventies. As a subscriber to “The Small Farmer’s Journal,” I was obviously […]
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WE’RE NOT AMISH
We often say we’d be Amish without the religion because we admire their simple, industrious lifestyle. Not to mention their expertise in farming with animal power. We also think Quakers are pretty neat. Especially as regards their Peace Testimony. Over the years, many conscientious objectors have been Quakers. The tireless promotion of non-violence earned Quakerism […]
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SETTLERS OF OILSEED
Last night at 7:25, Bob reminded himself to bring his flashlight and I slipped my camera in my pocket. Then we picked up a pot of pasta and beans, headed out the door, and walked down the driveway to the house where Jessi, Ian, Greg and Jack live. The Sunday night potluck is one way […]