A Profile in Plough Quarterly

My family and our work were humbled to be featured in the most recent edition of Plough Quarterly.  There is a profile by Susannah Black, and a feature on Go On: Inner Man Version, an altarpiece I made back in 2003, and also an excerpt of my responses to some questions about our lifestyle, called Farming the Universe.  If you choose to take the time to read some or all of them, I sincerely hope that you enjoy them.

Go On, Inner Man Version, 2003, oil on wood panel, closed position
Go On, Inner Man Version, 2003, oil on wood panel, open position

 

The Farm in Mid-Summer

celebrations of lucerne and other legumes, solar crescents, roots, and the husbandry of even toed-ungulates

sward of chicory, crimson, and white clovers
inquisitive crossbred pig in a paddock of rye and vetch
hampshire pig eating bolted chicory
improvised by a previous farmer, well worn window weight cover chains
nitrogen nodules formed on alfalfa (lucerne) roots
lucerne (alfalfa) roots and crown, pulled from the vegetable garden
garlic, un-earthed
root fire works
sonar malfunction (?) allowed us a daytime visit from a strange and fierce nocturnal beneficient
windrows in the alfalfa (Medicago sativa) meadow
the rusty old New Holland swather in contrast eating alfalfa
I read once that the Arabic word from which the name “alfalfa” came meant “best fodder”
Louis Bromfield justly brought attention to its role as a soil healer. It seems to live up to its names, feeding livestock, pollinators, humans, the soil and its inhabitants, and the atmosphere.
I feel grateful that I get to farm my own patch of lucerne. In the background is a mobile chicken coop with laying hens working the perimeter of the meadow. We’ve learned that alfalfa is a key ingredient in good eggs.
the angus bottle baby
bellows for milk
lambs in the illuminated profile of humid dawn
the young shepherd studies his flock
compact paddocks of soybeans and milo forage, bloody butcher field corn, and the Quonset barn looking at home in the landscape
the great blue heron disturbed from his breakfast, as we head across the creek to do the morning chores
sun in hand
interplay of lensing leaves and the light of 92% totality
solar shield
transfixed
the image of the solar eclipse projected through on half of pair of binoculars proved to be the most successful of viewing contraptions
photographing under the helmet, layers of eclipse and lense
contractions of the dry months
elevated mundane details; oxidations of copper and steel
a barn that is part celebration of geometry, part dog house
the colors of the barnyard hens grouped together over their dawn ration
wax goldenweed of the many cousins in the sunflower family
emergence of the inflorescence of Indian grass
dr. Seuss hairdo of thistle
snow-on-the-mountain
snouts and ears
coreopsis growing in a wheat field we are converting to perennial pasture

Late May, Part 1

Here is a song to enjoy with these photos from around New Boaz in late May. Desert Ladder, banjo.

cultivating on the wd
cultivating on the wd
phlox
phlox
retro fitted wheel-hoe
retro fitted wheel-hoe
asparagus
asparagus
greenhouse
greenhouse
the shop lean-to in the evening
the shop lean-to in the evening
peening a salvaged scythe blade
peening a salvaged scythe blade
stacking hay on the rack
stacking hay on the rack
flathead season
flathead season
Cabinet door for the Bighorn River Lodge
Cabinet door for the Bighorn River Lodge
joining ash
joining ash
sawing dovetails in ash
sawing dovetails in ash
Jonah on the easel
Jonah on the easel

Life to the Brim

To reflect the holistic nature of living and studying in the School of the Transfer of Energy, I will begin posting some images of my labors in husbandry and garden farming in addition to the woodwork, painting and printmaking which has been the primary subject of this blog.  There is an abundance of new life on our place, called New Boaz by some: lambs, kids, ducklings, chicks, kittens, and plenty of vegetation in a land reviving from drought.

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