Chuck Zumbrun

Tales from Skunk Hill

  • Planting Soybeans

    We were planting soybeans today into a field with a beautiful cover crop of cereal rye. We planted the rye last fall.

  • 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).