Cassina Farley

Christmas changes as you get older for obvious and not so obvious reasons. I still make iced sugar cookies and leave out one Bud Light for Santa.

My house has become an IQ test, identifying the dumbest of the dumb. 

Growing up, I thought my mother was uncultured and uncool. I look back on it all now and I’m sorry I wasn’t more grateful. I think she raised us well.

Given the current climate in Patagonia and beyond I’ve been thinking long and hard about what makes a person a community member. I recently conducted a poll. Using my social media I asked, “What does it mean to be a community member?”  There were the people who took the question literally. “Living among others in a […]

We had many adventures in Lochiel. We wrecked motorcycles, built rafts that sunk in old cow ponds, ate pomegranates the size of softballs and tied old spring mattresses to giant oak trees. We were wild and unsupervised and so damn lucky. 

My rule is don’t seek out used merchandise online and you don’t get dead, simple enough. Recently I broke my own rule and decided to inquire about a dog…

One day you are young and in love and the next thing you know you are middle aged people whose love affair has evolved into an unbreakable friendship.