I wasn't going to waste blog space on the Harvard prof flap , but since I took the time to comment on Facebook, I'll add it here....
My sister called me a geek because I adorned reserved church pews with such labels as "DSTB 1" and "NMB 2." To me, that was a...
I don't know why anyone would want to annoy a worm, but apparently lemon balm does the trick. I had some less-than-perfect...
Making vegetables grow in our nutrient-poor, nematode-rich sand soil is always a challenge. After the initial shock of moving here...
The worms have completely devoured their Carnegie Mellon t-shirt moisture mat , except for places—stitching, and part of the...
I'm thinking of moving to Canada, and it has nothing to do with avoiding the draft, nor with frustrations over our current political...
I know enough about my computer's software to get by; in fact, I know enough to do many wonderful things. But what I don't know...
I'm filling out a political survey. My friends can now pick themselves up off the floor, as they know that in our house such...
To prove the Front Porch Republic isn't all academic discussions of too much length and intensity for the casual reader, check out...
In case anyone got excited by seeing what might have been an new comment appear, only to be led to a couple of old posts, I...
What a wonderful bird the frog are When he stand he sit almos'; When he hop he fly almos'. He ain't got no sense hardly;...
The Element: How Finding Your Passion Changes Everything , by Ken Robinson (Viking, New York, 2009) I've written...
On June 12—tomorrow— Food, Inc . opens. As usual, we'll probably wait for the DVD, but it's definitely one I want to...
Last Child in the Woods: Saving Our Children from Nature-Deficit Disorder , by Richard Louv (Algonquin Books, Chapel Hill,...
In another context, someone asked if the folks at the Front Porch Republic were Presbyterian. I spent a little time trying to...
I never could keep cousins straight. First cousins—the children of my parents' siblings—I understood, but I was lost...
You can always count on Mallard Fillmore , the only one of my favorite comics to remember.
Worms Eat My Garbage , by Mary Appelhof (Flower Press, Kalamazoo, Michigan, 1997) Long, long ago, John Holt introduced me...
It's officially summer here, whatever the calendar may say. We can pretty much count on temperatures in the 90's, afternoon...
We're now officially into hurricane season, which means I'll be paying more attention to the Tropical Weather link on the...
The lituus is not a test to determine the pH of a substance, although that's how I read it at first. It's a musical instrument,...
The young lady at the grocery store was right: a chopstick makes a great cherry pitter. Until I was nine years old, I lived in...
A common theme over at the Front Porch Republic is a respect for place : for home and community, for not only eating locally but...
A friend alerted me to an article on midwives from the May 20, 2009 Orlando Sentinel . It's about a recently-developed program...
Not only does North Korea continue to flaunt its testing of nuclear explosives and ballistic missiles, but it has abrogated the 1953...