We are closing in on fall here at the Perry Farm, which is always good news and bad news. Good because we are exhausted from our outdoor work; bad because for the first time, it’s difficult for us to imagine what comes next. Not a vacation, even though October traditionally is our vacation month. Not... Continue Reading →
Writing at the End of the World
Rough Blazing Star (Liatris aspera) It's been a while. I have several good excuses, but the best one is this: I’ve been a very busy writer, and that's made me an unreliable blogger. Late last year, The Heartland Review Press published a chapbook of my poems called The Country We Live In. Many of the poems... Continue Reading →
The Run Away
I know nothing about horses, but I do know something about wildflowers: They’re beautiful, enticing, intoxicating. Which is what Riley, the runaway horse, discovered after travelling four miles in search of a boyfriend. She opted for our patch of native forbs and grasses instead, fifty unfenced acres where she could run around and kick up... Continue Reading →
M. H. Perry 