No Trespassing
byPozzi Farm, just outside of Valley Ford, California (2014) In the place where I grew up, there are many fences, barbed wires, stakes, and…
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Jagged edges
byJordan’s One Direction posters covered the wall where Emily used to hang her princess canopy, but the sunset still glimmered through the windows facing…
Less is more
byWhen I watch Naturali Tea—one of the final nominees in the 2016 Real Food Films competition—its lush greenery and charming pastoral vistas give rise…
From the Goshen Farmers Market: Robin Hume
byEditor’s note: This week, to tie together our previous issue theme of My Economy with the upcoming theme on Sharing Food, we’re publishing a…
From the Goshen Farmers Market: Kate Lind
byEditor’s note: This week, to tie together our previous issue theme of My Economy with the upcoming theme on Sharing Food, we’re publishing a…
From the Goshen Farmers Market: Dale and Jo Beachy-Hasenick
byEditor’s note: This week, to tie together our previous issue theme of My Economy with the upcoming theme on Sharing Food, we’re publishing a…
From the Goshen Farmers Market: Ben Hartman
byEditor’s note: This week, to tie together our previous issue theme of My Economy with the upcoming theme on Sharing Food, we’re publishing a…
The Creek
byOn a fresh-washed April day 25 years ago, I sat in my car in the driveway before the brick country house that was to…
The ways of water
byWe sight the mornings softly Take to them easy The scent of the wood and coffee Our cup is filling Outside the river flows…
Dusk Amid the Cornfield
byClad in plaid and denim overalls, the solitary figure traipses at twilight across acequias into elongated rows of husky stalks bedizened in tassels, silk…