Life at The Perry Farm
This was the first year we grew only native plants on our 100-acre farm. Our expectations were low: It takes several years for the natives to establish themselves, and in the meantime, the weeds that herbicides used to keep at bay are having a, well, field day. But mixed in with the foxtail and horse... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 