Joy will find a way.


These last months I have thought a lot about death. This last week during All Saints and All Souls day I lit a candle for my dear childhood friend who died in a tragic accident this August. Seth’s death was my first experience overwhelmed with the grief of someone my own age, someone whose death … Continue reading Joy will find a way.

Roots


I am notorious for getting lost. I get lost even in places I have lived for years, so this last month of being new to these cities has involved my spending lots of times doing U-turns, peering at street signs and making phone calls asking for directions just one more time.  The other day when … Continue reading Roots

now


Pulling on baggy work pants and rain boots this evening to take out the trash, I got hit by an extra-strong wave of farm nostalgia.My spaghetti sauce could use some fresh basil, my body could use a few hours of field work, and my spirit misses the company of my four sisterfriends. Having boots on … Continue reading now

what I leave behind


At our big start-of-the-project celebration last August, Julie asked each of us interns to put something on the mantel of the community room as a symbol of our presence on the farm this year. At our closing gathering a few weeks ago we each took those symbols and were asked to replace them with something … Continue reading what I leave behind