letting the salty fresh air soften my temperament

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(from ashley) I love to see people gather at the beach.  Humanity seems so sweet next to the almighty ocean.  That we yearn to sit at the edge of a thing so great and powerful gives me hope in our collective spirit.  I find our species darling so near nakedness.  The abundance of doughy flesh in American [...] Continue Reading »

I surf, I will surf, yes I will

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In Western Kentucky we pride ourselves on a lot of things; cliffs we’ve jumped off, ruts we’ve made in mud, four wheeler trails we’ve pioneered, and how sharp we are with a rifle at a hundred yards.  Surfing is cool, but so is dogsledding, whitewater kayaking or other stuff on tv.  My brother in law [...] Continue Reading »

going fishing

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(from Levon) We ride our beach cruisers down the Virginia Beach boardwalk asking if anyone is hiring.  If a business finds themselves short staffed at this point in the tourist season, they have made some serious miscalculations or had some bad luck, but if you’re going to spend a summer day throwing out applications, might [...] Continue Reading »

call me an idealist, but…

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(from Levon) “The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation.”   -Henry David Thoreau and then, ” What is called resignation is confirmed desperation.  From the desperate city you go into the desperate country, and have to console yourself with the bravery of minks and muskrats.” Rebekah had a copy of Walden on the [...] Continue Reading »

two lane highway

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(from Levon) Grace Acres farm is on Botha Rd, a country Virginia highway between Remington and Bealeton.  These two country towns lie about 30 minutes south of Washington D.C.  We have 2 cows, six goats, nine rabbits, and 13 chickens.  New York City feels far away and long ago.  No more waking up to the squealing brakes [...] Continue Reading »

more flora, more fauna/ farm update

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(from ashley) “…remind  yourself that you exist in a particular place, with particular weather, particular soil, particular beauty — you [don't] have to be a resident of the generic nowhere that flows through our various screens.”             -Bill McKibben, “Change Who You Imagine You Are”     Our connections to our [...] Continue Reading »

New York’s not my home

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    (from Levon) Sunday we said goodbye to the city.  We didn’t know it would be goodbye, but we made what would be our farewell journey from Forefront Church in Midtown to the Brooklyn Bridge, then Wall St and Battery Park, looked across to the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island, saw the World [...] Continue Reading »