Beautiful video: “Suzanne Lupien, a solo 70-year-old homesteader, uses draft horses, compost, and traditional tools to grow food for 20 families.”

I’m making persimmon pudding for an equinox meal today. There may be misappropriation of pulp going on here.

This looks like the churches I grew up in, with two differences:

1. We would not have had a baptistery. We did baptisms in a deep spot in a local creek.
2. If we would have had a baptistery, we would not have jumped into it. We would have said that brother “got in the flesh.”

Otherwise, totally us.

Alan Jacobs:

It’s especially important to remember that people love hating their enemies — they love that more than anything. So the worst thing you could do to them, as far as they’re concerned, is to diminish their hatreds. To those of us who don’t happen to share those hatreds, their behavior might look like wearying, pointless repetition. But from the inside, those hatreds are the primary instrument of myth confirmation. They give security, and people want security.

Jesse Welles has a new song about the death of Charlie Kirk 🎵

Another sign of the shift out of summer: we can hear the scrap yard a mile from here in the morning. Turns out, sound travels farther in cold temperatures.

Listening to the first episode of the Newkirks’ series on mediumship. Turns out there is an active Spiritualist camp in Indiana with a very colorful history. I know the destination of my next road trip!

One of the things I’ve learned since taking this new job is that the feeling of vague dread every time I think of work is not, in fact, necessary.