Hi, all. This month, my friend Max contributes his perspective on carnivorous consumption. Enjoy! I eat my friends. I didn’t always....

Spiders arrived this year. In the past, I spotted an occasional spider, usually a small one marching solo. In the last growing season,...

We are four weeks into the semester, and things should be feeling routine. Before starting class, I quickly pull up the online quiz...

Winters in Montana can be long and dark, so it was with pleasure that I found myself working in New Mexico for a week last month. I took...

I tell myself that herbs are part of any respectable grower’s garden. But then I count more than forty distinct species thriving in the...

I bundled up this morning and set out for a run, only to discover that the incessant wind was funneling snow grit down the valley with a...

My earliest tomato memory features my younger brother languishing for hours at the supper table in the late evening light, limp tomatoes...

Can I dare to soak in the sun? To feel pleasure, satisfaction, and oozing well-being so viscerally that I can snack upon them? Should I...