We’re pleased to announce we are officially taking applications for summer 2017 Critter work exchange. We’ve got a big summer ahead of us and are interested in hosting folks who are interested in experiencing life as Critters. Come help us scurry around the barnyard and build our timbered nests.
We have two positions open — building and homestead/childcare. You can read details about each at our Work Exchange tab above. Looking forward to hearing from you!
Modern Farmer is a magazine which is easy on the eyes, but difficult on the arse. I have been reading homestead-y publications for a decade of years now, and subsequently wiping my bum with them for four. I may not be the modern farmer of sorts contained in its pages, but I know good butt fodder when I handle it, and this magazine is far too slick and glossy for any type of practical use. For eight bucks an issue, I ought to be able to wipe my ass with it, because there is no other way that Modern Farmer can possibly make my day-to-day operations smooth. The way some farmers can look at some hay and instantly know the feed and economic value of it: that’s what my ass does with magazines. My ass thinks Countryside is like the Charmin of the magazine world. Continue reading →
This episode of Critter Radio features Donkey– our “beast of burden?”
We’re pleased to announce the second installment of Critter Radio, the (very) unofficial podcast of Dancing Rabbit Ecovillage. In this episode, hosts Rabbit Yoder and Sweet Piney Fresh Downlow Brownlow introduce fellow Critter Mae Ferber. Althea chimes in with her hot chocolate spoon. This week’s happenings include a not-your-mom’s tupperware party. Mae goes on to introduce yet another critter– Donkey! and explains how he’s handling his cart training. We wrap the show up with the methodology behind Mae’s feather business.
We also touch on a Dancing Rabbit myth– that we’re all tree huggers. Are we guilty? (Can you hug a tree with a chain saw…?)
Howdy y’all. Y’know, there’s a lot of useless information on the internet. And I reckon that if we Critters really wanted some attention on this here interwebsite, we’d be talking about cats and taking blurry pictures of what we had for dinner. Fortunately for all of us, the camera battery blew up on the ol’ jury rigged solar system, so you’ll have to wait ’til later for a useless update on some food we just ate that you’ll never taste.
Instead I’m just gonna bury this endorsement of one of our most underlooked Midwestern trees, the honey locust, way back here on the dusty shelves of our inter-tubes, in hopes that our prickly neighbor gets a bit of consideration in the pantheon of arboreal heroes.
The day I completed my last final exam was the day I packed up all of my belongings and set forth on my expedition to North East Missouri. While I was camping in the Shawnee National Forest, the day before my arrival, it dawned on me that I had no idea what I would be doing during my work exchange visit. It is true that Mae and I had exchanged E-mails prior to my journey but the only indication from Mae which indicated my purpose was ” I can’t wait to have help with the animals”. Honestly, It didn’t really matter to me what I would be participating in while at Dancing Rabbit because having the opportunity to participate in the community for any amount of time doing any sort of work sufficed my eagerness.
Georgia license plate tag’s rolled into the Dancing Rabbit parking lot along with a dust trail lingering behind. Once the car was parked I immediately asked the first person I ran into, who I now know is named Denis, where I could find the ‘Critter’s’ homestead. Lo and behold Ben was just down the gravel path walking with some buckets