Back to the Woodpile

When things feel awful and out of control, I typically default to some combination of exercise and organization an attempt to remind myself that I do, in fact, have the ability to effect change and progress, if even symbolically. In my days as a trial attorney, this typically meant something as simple as cleaning myContinue reading “Back to the Woodpile”

10 Chickens? What’s that all about?

Well, there’s a story. The wife and I knew something needed to change, and a plan had started to form. We were going to pull the rip-cord on our lives and vanish into the pine scrub of rural Maine, and as the initial groundwork for our escape, we had started implementing new practices that we’dContinue reading “10 Chickens? What’s that all about?”