Breaking ground with methods and tools not used much in our region for several generations lets us slow down to truly observe our impact on the land. We see the rusting relics of a bygone era virtually any time we travel around our county. An old Oliver plow ornamenting someone’s garden, or a horse-drawn hay Read the Full Story >>
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Shepherdstown, West Virginia, Renews Itself Again, and Again
When I first moved here sixteen years ago, Shepherdstown was seeing a new wave of neo-hippies in town, the seventh-or-so such wave since the ‘60s. Drumming was a regular activity at The Wall; dreads seemed to be more popular than grey hair; and where Kazu is now, there was a shop called Dragonfly—full of tie-dye, sarongs, and guayaberas. Read the Full Story >>