Welcome to my ramblings about life on a regenerative farm—a beautiful, messy place that teaches me daily lessons in mindfulness, stewardship, and reciprocity.

“I married a farmer” became my response to many questions after my husband and I moved onto ten acres of land and built a barndominium. Things like, “why’d you move there?” or “why do you have worms in your kitchen?” but also inquiries about living more slowly or sustainably in a world that demands consumption.

In my ever-expanding quest for intentionality, I launched this Substack to document weekly goings-on and thoughts. Usually, it’s something happening in our home or in the fields. Often, it relates to the way I navigate life with vision-loss, as my eyesight degrades due to a rare condition called Retinitis Pigmentosa.

More importantly, though, you’ll find me peeling back the onion, pondering some layer below the topsoil, or asking questions of the larger ecosystems we dwell in.

I just can’t help myself.

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Notes on living deliberately while losing my vision, as chronicled from a regenerative farm near the Adirondacks.

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Artist & environmental writer living on a little farm while losing my vision to RP. Musing about nature, reciprocity, creativity, and connection.