Written by Hippo (a hippopotamus) and Al (a bird) We could have gotten our pumpkins from a store, but Alsum’s roadside stand looked like much more fun. They have these paintings of pumpkins with holes which the humans stick their heads into for a picture. “Heads?” said Al, “humans only have one head!” “But...
Written by Hippo (a hippopotamus) and Al (a bird) We are Martice, Amy, Mason and Maxwell Scales. We are a family that is on a mission to live life as fully and as naturally as possible by getting back to nature and farming. Al and I are going to try something different today. First...
Written by Hippo (a hippopotamus) and Al (a bird) Al and I have wondered many times whether humans are aliens to planet Earth. “There ain’t no such thing as a free lunch,” is one of those human ideas that really got me scratching my head – actually, I had to get Al to scratch...
Written by Hippo (a hippopotamus) and Al (a bird) These lovely flowers are from Aromatic Acres, a chemical-free urban garden located in Wauwatosa, Wisconsin. Using regenerative growing practices – no tractors polluting the air and disrupting the soil, no fertilizer runoff, no harm to neighbors and downstream communities – they protect the balance of...
Written by Hippo (a hippopotamus) and Al (a bird) The red sun dropped out of sight as Al and I walked out the gate of Alice’s Garden. “That was a beautiful evening,” I said with a sigh. This was the Tuesday evening farmers’ market/neighborhood get-together/celebration of family and friends, good food and hope for...
WE CLOSED AS HELL WE MAY BE CLOSED FOR CUSTOMERS, BUT WE DOIN BIG THINGS… TO KEEP THE MOVEMENT ALIVE + CHECK OUT TANDEM 20/20 One of the most hopeful ideas that Al and I have discovered is that life does find a way. “I thought we were...
Al said I looked silly at the beach in my polka dot bikini, but someone thought I looked good enough to paint. “You do look silly, Hippo,” said Al. “But I have an idea. Now that you’ve lured them here with your ridiculous costume, let’s give them a good reason to stay. “Hey everyone,...
We got around to a couple farmers’ markets on Saturday. We saw our friend Elliott, the Tosa Farmers Market manager, soon after we entered the market. “Hippo and Al!” he said. I think he was happy to see us. We bought some little tomatoes and lettuce mix from Nina and Family Gardens. If I...
Al and I just returned from a trip to Africa. “We flew over the ocean on a giant bird!” said Al. “The species is unclear, but it was white with a beautifully colored tail. Hippo had to pay for a seat. Whoever heard of such a thing!” “Three seats!” I said. “I had to...
Written by Hippo (a hippopotamus) and Al (a bird) The day was perfect for berry-picking – not too hot with occasional sunshine peaking out between big white cumulus clouds and a few darker ones – a gentle breeze. Al and I joined the hundreds of humans picking strawberries at the Barthel Fruit Farm. These...
