Chuck Zumbrun

Tales from Skunk Hill

  • Good Karma

    I blasting home with the planter, well, blasting is an exaggeration, on our county roads that’s 0 to 12 mph as we navigate the potholes and half hearted repairs. Anyway, blasting aling

  • Eating Locally

    This morning I went to the opening day for the Columbia City Farmer’s Market. I came home with greens, ramps, miner’s lettuce [1], and a loaf of crusty bread.

  • Pink Moon

    There’s a pink moon rising over Skunk Hill tonight. Pink Moon by Nick Drake I saw it written and I saw it say Pink moon is on its way And none of you stand so tall Pink moon gonna get you all It’s a pink moon, yeah, pink moon Pink, pink, pink, pink, pink…

  • All the Nutty People

    If you’ve heard even a smidgen of news in the past few weeks, you’ve heard how Indiana’s state legislative and executive branches of government managed to take one of the founding principles[1] of our country and turn it into joke worthy of national mockery. Viv Sade mentioned to me all the letters to the…

  • Winning the Lottery

    Winning the lottery

  • Burn it, Burn it Good

    We burned all our native plantings areas today. The weather was perfect, the wind was out of the east (away from our house).

  • Shameless

    So Steve Wozniak has peddled himself to sell Cadillacs. Did he not make enough money selling Apples as better than PC’s that he now has to sell himself, huskstering Cadillacs as somehow better than Chevy’s?