Tales from Easement Acres
I notice kettle grills have a more personal connection to their owners. No one refurbishes their gas grills when they wear out. They get chucked in the trash and replaced with something shinier. But kettle grills are awash with aftermarket parts both to replace broken pieces as well as to enhance what comes stock. My …
Suicide Month is upon us again, and as a result I begin to contemplate happier times. Nostalgia is dangerous with its filtered remembrance of history. It’s a driving force behind MAGA and the glory of 1950s America, and The Roaring 20s before that. I don’t wish to go back to those time periods, but I …
Not when the integrity of my garden is at stake. For weeks I’ve been watching this bastard groundhog mosey out of his cozy borough beneath my deck and take his thrice-daily constitutional into my garden and eat that which I’ve sowed. Not noticeably an herbacious connoisseur, he ate everything from sunflowers to tomato plants. Every …
I’m not sure if we’re going for a roadside shanty theme, but our growing string light setup is certainly more pleasant to look at from afar than the standard suburban system of single-bulb external illumination. The overlapping fields of small-lumen bulbs provide a less invasive experience to the human eye, which I’m finding quite superior …
I realize the postings have been scarce as of late, but that’s due to a lengthy bathroom renovation, which will in itself constitute a lengthy post once complete. But for now, I’ll highlight our recent vacation–the modern equivalent of a suburban slideshow: But first, some background. As in, why would we decide to go to …