Greetings from Bucolia!A nearaway place over the river and into the hills where...* Cattle cowspire to wage cowrilla warfare against unwitting humans* Potlucks and fence posts replace CNN* Scotch and Merlot are as essential to good gardening as fertilizer and water* There be witches, wolves, and wild winged wonders* Truncated gerunds dominate the dialect* Mystifying, monstrous machines rule the roads* Cats and dragonflies become spiritual oracles* Frayed and unraveled lives are rewovenAnd...* You must drag your home over a mountain logging road in order to live thereDrop by, pick up some farm-fresh flowers, eggs and zucchini-just leave your money in the pickle jar.