Articles Written By Ben

Howdy y’all. Ben here, with yet another field report, churned out between the sundry tasks on my list. Where did I put that list anyway? Finding it is probably going to involve a walk in the cold somewhere. That’s my thing that I do in winter. I walk around in the cold. I slept in two pairs of pants last night. That’s four pants total, I believe. It happened on accident. I usually try for only one pair of pants when sleeping. That’s two pants, total, if you’re keeping count. Like I said, I walk around in the cold a…read more >

Oh hey y’all. It’s me, Ben, taking time out of the limited daylight hours to give a little update on life here at Dancing Rabbit Ecovillage. I’ll do my best and make it briefer than usual, for in these short days of waning light, there is much to be done before the sun turns the corner and disappears for fifteen hours. It has been awful dry lately, to the point where I almost miss the sensation of having my muck boots suctioned off my feet in the mud. The relatively mild, okay, freakishly mild weather has given me opportunity to…read more >

Howdy y’all.  Ben here, just in from the cool, slimy drizzle currently permeating our atmosphere here at Dancing Rabbit Ecovillage. After a long week of summery weather, a cold front has finally pushed aside the warmth and sun I’ve become accustomed to, and replaced it with precipitation and a more Octoberly type of cold. I am hesitant to ever describe the weather as beautiful, which so many other folks often do. I’ve always felt like the weather is just the weather, and that all variations have their benefits as well as drawbacks for us humans. But folks wanna talk about…read more >

Howdy y’all. It’s me, Ben, writing to you from amidst the evening cricketsong here in the rolling hills and brambly hollers of Dancing Rabbit, Northeast Missouri. I don’t usually write at night, because I’m asleep then, but as the days shorten and I struggle to keep up with the demands of my so-called “simple life”, I am without the daylight hours to spend on writing these communiqués to you, dear reader. As I age, somewhat gracelessly, I’ve become a lousy night owl. I cannot see very well in the dark, which can be difficult at times in our rustic ecovillage…read more >

Howdy y’all. Ben here, bringing the latest happenings from Dancing Rabbit Ecovillage, nestled in the humid rolling hills of northeast Missouri. I don’t know if you can smell me from wherever you are, but I can. Right now, I’m getting notes of billy goat, swine excreta, sprouted oats, pencil lead, and beer sweat. I always smell like pencil lead. If you’ve read more than a couple of these ecovillage updates, I’m truly sorry about the constant obsession with the weather. It’s very relevant here. And actually, I’m not sorry. To make an understatement, it is hot and humid, as it…read more >

Howdy y’all. Ben here, with another report from Dancing Rabbit Ecovillage, which is pretty much where I intend to always be, regardless of the heat, cold, dryness, dampness, or whatever. This current extended heatwave and accompanying dry weather isn’t quite pleasant enough to describe as sultry. I’m pretty ok with sultry. This heat is soul-scouring, at least for myself, and pretty much anything sentient or non- that I’ve come across lately. Except the snakes, the snakes seem to love it. There is abundance in all this, and we have not reached epic drought status quite yet, though with another week…read more >