A few weeks ago, between a morning of goat herding and an afternoon of goat cheesing, I decided to buy a one-way flight from New York City to Seattle on June 15th. This meant that I would only have five days in Brooklyn before heading west for the summer. I knew that I would need … Continue reading
A couple of days after meeting Lucie she handed me a four-leaf clover. I already felt lucky for so many reasons. This small, green weed was just physical evidence. Lucie told me that she often looks down at the ground and sees more than she can count. I, on the other hand, have never found … Continue reading
I arrived at JFK last night jet lagged and hazy. The sky was gray and the air was heavy and damp, exactly as it had been the day I left only now almost 30 degrees warmer. From the taxi window, the city seemed to be heaving a slow sigh of relief that the day was … Continue reading
If someone had handed me a big knife yesterday morning and asked me to kill one of the goats, I would have happily obliged. I would have killed it and grilled it and savored every bite. I was so frustrated. They had me completely defeated. I had spent the morning moving them from the barn … Continue reading
