I almost didn't write this post. Not because I don't have anything to say. I always have something to say. But because putting this winter into words means sitting with it long enough to find them — and honestly, I've been too busy surviving it to do much reflecting. It's May now. I'm only just... Continue Reading →
What Hunger Actually Looks Like
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 →
What This Farm Costs Me
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 →
The Day I Realized I Was the Only Thing Standing Between My Community and Their Own Apathy
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 →
No Strings. No Shame. No Exceptions.
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 →
Eden's Edge 