”What Feminism Means to Me” by @Annie Mueller is excellent:

I could do what I wanted, to a degree, and stay within the community, be part of the tribe. I just had to be okay with the most important parts of me being casually overlooked, ignored, or dismissed.

It looks like my Belgian tripel was somewhat successful. The ABV is low for the style but it tastes pretty good. I’ve added a QR code on a dissolvable label so that when I hand these out to friends they can see a page on my website that will give them details about the beer.

Kill your lawn.

Eight uses for fall leaves from the Old Farmer’s Almanac. We’re raking ours up, mowing them to shred them, and placing them in areas where we plan to do new planting next spring, in order to both kill the grass in those areas and improve the soil.

Another beautiful Fall day.

Regenerative agriculture (like what you see in “Biggest Little Farm”) is animism in action.

We finished the grape arbor. Now it just needs some paint and we’ll be ready to plant grapes next spring. We’ve raked the leaves up there to kill the grass over the winter so we can do more planting in that area.

Ok so I watched Biggest Little Farm and that was one of the most emotionally intense, beautiful, inspiring documentaries I’ve ever seen. You should watch it—with a boxful of tissues.

It’s going to be a beautiful weekend here so one more big push to finish a few projects: finish the grape arbor, fill the final raised bed, put out some Halloween decorations. But first, coffee and The Biggest Little Farm (thanks for the recommendation, Tim).