A Good Memory of Running 1

Now that I have started training in full for a May hundred miler, I’ve had a lot of time on my feet to think about, well, life. And during some of those long, lonely miles, I find my mind drifting off to memories that cause me to tear up. The fact that those tears happen ...

The Chicken Coop 1

The Chicken Coop
Let me tell you a little story about a farm, some chickens, and a man who was building them a home. When we first moved to the Eastern Shore we made contact with a local farming cooperative. I call it a cooperative because that’s the best way to describe it. We thought we were joining ...

Brick walls and climbing over them 2

For a few weeks in early January, I was telling people that editing a book is a lot like banging your head against a brick wall until it cracks open, taking out part of your brain and then slapping it on the page. That was the emotional part. The physical part involved staring at words, ...