If you’ve noticed that we’ve been quiet for a while, we have a very good excuse. As of 2023, Matt is the father of a new baby. It’s taken a little time to adapt to the miraculous chaos of parenting while also starting a new homestead! Having a child has Read more…
“Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach, undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life… When we are stricken and cannot bear our lives any longer, then Read more…
Imagine you wanted to help a relationship with someone and so you visited a therapist together. You both tell the therapist your problems and pay them a lot of money. Everyone goes home, and in a week you meet up again. Smiling, the therapist hands you each a script with Read more…
Compost is the miraculous formed in worm guts; a homebrew resurrection where weeds, rinds, peels, junk mail, old love letters, failed food experiments and delicious leftovers alike find themselves heaped together to surrender their past and be reborn. Compost piles are a kind of devotional poetry and a shrine to Read more…
