Where Fields Extended to the Sea
“As far back as anyone can remember there were always farmer-fishermen in Sagaponack.”
Light and Sweet
Preparing for the end of fall.
Wilted
Surviving the season might bring you to your hands and knees.
Wardrobe Issues
One of the first things I had to sacrifice to become a farmer was a wardrobe.
Talk Dirty to Me
The seed sprung up, shot out of the dirt with the slow-motion version of a coil, the radicle breaks from its sleepy core.
As Easy as Pulling a Parsnip
Drakes don’t lay eggs any better than roosters, and like the roosters it’s probably best to butcher them when they are young and not yet rank with sex and fighting.
It Is Not a Toy
Using the word “trespasser” gets people’s attention. It is a word that implies menace if not malice.
Of Plow Points, Hog Rings and Other Agrarian Treats
We go because it is still fairly agricultural and we visit tractor dealers, repair shops and suppliers of farm sundries. Our favorite hardware stores sell plow points and hydraulic lines, parts for the welder and sprayer; look up and you see they have every fan belt ever made—or its replacement
Tough Customers
I find selling to restaurants the most daunting part of the market. Restaurants often require a level of consistency and abundance, on Thursday or…
Protecting My Investment
The industry of farming produces abundance, and with those offerings should come the awareness that you’re putting out the welcome mat for friends and foes.
The Blight Chronicles, Part I
This scene between us, drinking high-end stuff out of Styrofoam cups, might seem sordid or sinful for more than one reason. I know we should have had glasses. But worse, I know of many farms that were lost to alcohol.
Collards Are Just Big Kale
I once read a food column about true love, or maybe it was a love column about food: while passing through the rural Midwest…
