On writing a book

My view from the milk stool this morning is on throwing seeds into a compost pile and seeing what grows. I honestly think that’s a better way to grow things – vegetables included.  Wally and I keep a scrap bucket on the

On fear

My view from the milk stool this morning is on fear. I realized that I live my life in fear. Not a good place! I started doing the work for the first week in the class I’ll be taking at Prescott yesterday.

Thoughts on food and farming.

My view from the milk stool this morning is about trepidation. I attended an orientation via Zoom for Prescott College last night. This was just a generic orientation, the program-specific one is on Friday. School starts next Tuesday. I still wonder if

The Red Wolf

This was my final project for a fiction writing course that I’m taking working towards an MFA in Creative Writing at Lenoir-Rhyne University. This is my first experience in writing fiction. Had a workshop last night with the rest of the class

On being naked

My view from the milk stool is not from the milk stool because I’ve stopped milking my does for the season. It’s nice to have the break, but I miss the grounding that is my daily milking. It’s been a tough couple

On Monsters

My view from the milk stool this morning is about monsters. One of the classes that I’m taking this semester is called “Reading the Fantastic.” Throughout the class, we’ve read several novels. All of them fantasy, science fiction, horror, and similar genre,

On Agrarian Connections

My view from the milk stool this morning is actually about the goats. It appears they’ve all be bred. The buck, Bassoon, has been in with them since the beginning of September. I saw some of them cycle and get bred, others

On Mercury in Retrograde

My view from the milk stool, which is long overdue as always, is about Mercury in retrograde. I’d never heard that term before. Katie and I have hit a brick wall, which started with my last lesson a couple of weeks ago

On Seasonality

My view from the milk stool this morning is on seasonality. I think many Americans have lost whatever connection they may have had to seasonality. The constant availability of produce and whatever cuts of meat we may want has resulted in a