Out of farm’s way
What a year it’s been. Back in January, we built a greenhouse and, for the first time, were able to grow all six hundred…
Twelve Months of Farming
While racking my brain, trying to figure out how to do a succinct wrap-up of such an eventful year, the worst song ever written…
Lean cuisine
I hope one of the silver linings of the pandemic will be more empathy for people standing in line at the food bank or…
Cool Beans
Oh, the sweet taste of irony in the morning. When I was a kid, my dad turned our backyard into a thriving quarter-acre vegetable…
Call to action
I’ll be brief because privileged white people have said far too much for far too long. But Dr. King warned about the silence of…
What comes around
Brad took me to Dew Point Farm last week to show off the fruits of his labor. They were strewn about our feet in…
Un-Common
Anyone who’s traveled with me knows I’m crazy about birds. Boating across The Netherlands, friends laughed at my incessant waterfowl photography (quickly dubbed Duck…
The Ten Percent
Remember the intense conversations you had as a twentysomething about things that mattered: literature, philosophy, social justice, cake versus yeast doughnut? If you’re like…
Trial by Fire
My sister-in-law likes to say she’s a collard not a marigold, meaning she prefers cold weather over hot. I, on the other hand, am…