Farmer Frances visits Forsythe, May 2009 edition

These pictures aren’t mine, so don’t steal them. I’ve read that a farmer is just corn’s way of propogating itself, which is a fun inversion of the way we usually think about corn. In which case, what is the relationship between a farmer and a goat? Or between the goat and Frances, as the caseContinue reading “Farmer Frances visits Forsythe, May 2009 edition”

Facebook for the Greater Good

Paul Hawken is one of those people who does everything. He writes books that change the definition of sustainable business. He founds institutes on environmental issues and businesses to try out his theories. He tours the world speaking to people about his successes and failures. He collects a couple thousand business cards from people workingContinue reading “Facebook for the Greater Good”


Anyone whose known me for more than approximately 8.32 seconds knows how much I love trilliums, and not just because they’re gorgeous (although they are). They’re a fragile, finicky plant in a marginal and difficult habitat, and they manage to turn that into something beautiful: blooming after the ground thaws but before the deciduous leavesContinue reading “Trilliums”

April is the cruelest month (but it has butterflies)

Or will be, at any rate: I may have over-committed myself. I have a couple of book reviews and a post about Horton Hears a Who in the works, but they’re going to take more than five minutes to get up–so–in the meantime, here is another harbinger of spring: the Mourning Cloak butterfly. Mourning CloaksContinue reading “April is the cruelest month (but it has butterflies)”

Poor Coyotl's all played out

On Wednesday, Frances and I went shopping for a new pair of spring pyjamas, in the course of which we naturally found a lovely new spring dress and a matching pair of spring shoes; we were heading home on the 401 when, out the right-hand passenger window, I saw something well-camoflauged loping along the sideContinue reading “Poor Coyotl's all played out”