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In Alaska, sourcing hay for livestock is a complex challenge involving shipping logistics and high costs, often surpassing the price of the hay itself. This situation highlights broader food security issues, as local farmers must navigate supply chain vulnerabilities. Collaborative purchasing can alleviate some costs while ensuring access to essential feed for livestock, ultimately supporting community food production.
Here it is: We Feed People Because No One Should Be Hungry. Now Let's Talk About What That Actually Costs. That's the tagline on the letterhead of my regional food bank. "We feed people because no one should be hungry." It's a good line. The kind of line that makes people feel good about dropping... Continue Reading →
People think they know what hunger looks like. They picture a child in a foreign country. A photograph. Big eyes and a distended belly and a fly on the cheek. Something far away and dramatic and safely not here. They don't picture a senior in Nikiski who hasn't had real protein in three weeks because... Continue Reading →
People see the farm and think they understand what it takes. They think about the physical work, the feeding, the mucking, the hauling, the endless list of things that need doing regardless of what your body is doing that day. They think about the money, the feed bills, the vet costs, the infrastructure that always... Continue Reading →
Standing on the Edge | Wednesday Dispatch You don’t owe the world strength today. If all you did this morning was rise enough to feed what depends on you, that is enough.If you lay back down in pain, exhaustion, or ache, that does not make you lazy or less.It makes you human. It makes you... Continue Reading →
I live on the edge of the world — in rural Alaska — and I farm with a body that many doctors gave up on long ago. I’ve been told to stay down, stay still, and stay quiet. I’ve never been good at doing what I’m told. Ever 🩺 What I Live With I have... Continue Reading →
The truth behind Eden’s Edge, food injustice, and fierce determination in rural Alaska People tell me I’m crazy. That farming with chronic illness, seizures, and a body held together by pain is reckless. That being on disability means I should sit down, stay quiet, and accept what I’m given. Don't live. Give up. Accept doing... Continue Reading →
Here it is: The Day I Realized I Was the Only Thing Standing Between My Community and Their Own Apathy Three years. Three years of potatoes. In 2023 I stood at a local ranch in the cold and watched volunteers show up — people who saw the call on social media, drove out, and worked... Continue Reading →
I don't ask questions. I don't ask you to prove you're poor enough. I don't ask you to fill out a form or show an ID or explain why you need what you need. I don't need to know your income or your situation or your story. You need food. I have food. That's the... Continue Reading →
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