Writing

Silviculture (growing 'tree gardens'). When we live in the bush or on a farm, cutting trees is a reality we
This time of year, when all my garden friends and wild herbs have called it for the season, I spend
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While this post is not about Covid in particular, it is about an equally contagious and devastating related illness. This
The elemental descriptions of our cosmos that we lived with for tens of thousands of years still hold true in
By Steven Martyn I’ve come to have a good nose for sniffing out ‘the hidden goods’ of our past amongst
By Steven Martyn Our whole lives we are guided away from the mystery and the magic. Driven away, like sheep
As we step through the gate that is the fall equinox (sept 21) it seems here at the farm this
Last year, for the first time in thirty years or so, I set up a new sugaring pan in a
I was working with that grand old master Mullein on this misty morning. It wasn’t hot and sunny enough to
Every year, at this time of year I feel we are aligned with the beginning and the end of time.
We’re just coming up on February and it’s been a long cold winter already. Since I finished the shell on
By Steven  Martyn One of the gifts that spending time with people in their last days can bring to us