You can practically hear a pin drop around here. From late-February to December, Dan and I are at the farm almost every day, but once we wrap up the last December farm stand, it could be a week or two before we return. Entering the Tin House after the long break is eerie, especially if it’s still decorated for Christmas, so I’ve gotten into the habit of taking down the decorations before the break. Weeks later, when I reenter the Tin House, the darkened building reminds me of a hibernating animal—cold and quiet, full of potential, unburdened by last year. Read more...