Life at The Perry Farm
Each fall, we press Perry Farm apples in the Seidel family cider press, a “Buckeye” that Keith’s great-grandfather, Franz Seidel, bought about 1875. Franz had travelled to the U.S. from Saxony after the Civil War. On board the clipper ship, he met a man who persuaded him to go to a Wisconsin dairy farm. But... Continue Reading →
This fall, Keith and I completed the Indiana Master Naturalist program. Over eight evenings, we met with experts on wetlands (Jeff Kiefer), wildflowers (Jim Nardi), invasive, edible, and medicinal plants (Karen Staub), bats (Joy O’Keefe), astronomy and night birds (Barbara Tibbett and Alan Bruner), butterflies (Jeff and Sandy Belth), land trusts (Phil Cox), naturalist authors... Continue Reading →
If you live in Illinois, it is impossible to avoid the hourly barrage of bad news about a state government that still has not passed a budget, even though the fiscal year is ¾ over. But Illinois’ is not the only circus in town—the national political scene is just as short-sighted, just as uncivil, and... Continue Reading →
M. H. Perry 