First there was a pigeon seed mishap that ran me short of seed. Then, there was a disruptive step into good fortune of the sort that has become serendipitously routine around here.
I’ve never been more grateful for a number. That’s how many people came along to help this season’s work happen at Healing Springs Acres.
Here’s a link to the most recent “Virtual Visit” and update to goins’-on at the farm. I hope you’ll take a minute to visit. Get in touch if you have questions. Consider helping out if you’re able…
Neither of my current primary vehicles is a straight drive. I miss the feel of slipping a shifter out of gear as the clutch releases, sliding it into the next position and matching the engine speed to the new gear as the clutch re-engages. With an automatic, it all still happens, but you don’t have … Read more
Yes. We’re planting! That’s the important question. About a month ago I let folks know that this season was at risk of not happening. Enough folks stepped up and agreed that this is not the time to stop growing food to share with neighbors in the community who are having a hard time getting enough. … Read more
Welcome back! At the end of this, I’m going to ask you for money. I hope you’ll stick around… The last time you read anything new here I was entering a “Sabbath Year” as I began what would’ve been Healing Springs Acres’ seventh season of producing 6,000 – 8,000 pounds of food each year to … Read more
I’ve encountered the oddest idea lately – that farmers have the winter off because there isn’t anything to do on a farm in the winter when no crops are growing. You know, like how teachers have the summer off. What those of you who don’t happen to have experience with farms don’t know is how … Read more
I’ve had more vehicle trouble in the last two years than in my entire previous life. No exaggeration. Nearly every vehicle I’ve owned, or even used, since I left Atlanta has had fatal mechanical issues. A blown engine, a toasted clutch, massive electronic failure. That’s just the Cliff’s Notes version of the highlights not including … Read more
Since leaving my position as president of the Cooperative Baptist Fellowship Foundation in Atlanta in June of 2010, and tossing a perfectly good six figure position right out the window I have: lived in a relative’s basement one door away from dogs, camped on friends’ couches, lived in a bartered house, a few hotels, and … Read more