Healing Powers of Plants

“Who is going to market today?” asked the professor of my Practice of Sustainable Agriculture Course in College.Everybody’s hands shot up.Market is where the farmer is validated, seen, thanked; market on campus is where students flirt and pretty girls see handsome farm guys. Our teacher divvied up harvest tasks.“You’re bunching radishes, you’re doing beets, youContinue reading “Healing Powers of Plants”

Not All Days Are As Good As Pie

Yesterday I had a rough day. My counselor asked me what I was angry about and I said, “I’m angry about my fucking parents dying; I’m angry about going to war; I’m angry about still not being a paid writer; I’m angry about not being a paid farmer; I’m angry about feeling insufficient.” And whoContinue reading “Not All Days Are As Good As Pie”

To a Mother who Passed On

I miss my mother every day. I don’t talk about her very often, or really at all. Since she died on October 1, 2015, I have not posted any pictures about her online for her birthday, none of the cute “Miss my mother” posts. No, I seem to have closed off that side of myContinue reading “To a Mother who Passed On”