End of the Summer

  The ram lambs left on the 12th of the month, so the flock is down to the girls all dining in the Donkey Pasture, and the boys, banished to mow the lawn and subsist on shrubs in the periphery of the fields.   The guys were quite large when they left, and I’m lookingContinue reading “End of the Summer”


Mom and I made Cinder into 75 pounds of Merguez on Friday. Our culture draws some analogies between sausagemaking and politics.  Making this sausage was more pleasant than politics has been of late.  The rich, red meat flecked with occasional bright green fresh herbs melded with creamy light-pink fat looked much more appetizing than youContinue reading “Sausage!”