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 →
A Note to the Woman Who Feels Broken
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 →
🌿 About Me: Farming From the Edge of Everything
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 →
Eden's Edge 