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In 2016, introducing Speak With Your Craft

Ah, a new year, new goals. Not to brag (but it is my site, so I can) but 2015 was awesome: I completed and ended up loving my capstone project…and conquered that mammoth thing called graduate school. I learned how to drive a school bus and drove one across country with my brother, which is sorta weird, but I learned to just go with it. I went to Oaxaca. I spent valuable time with family and friends. I found time to meditate, learn that I’m good in a crisis, and actually read some non-food related books (none of those things are necessarily related, but that’s how my brain works). And, above all else, I have my health intact.

For the record (and because my boss may read this), my day job keeps me very, very busy. I’m fortunate that I get to grow food, experiment with marketing and publicity when I’m not growing food, travel, take photos, and have a fair amount of creativity built into my responsibilities. In short: I’m not looking for more work, and I’m not making a radical career change, so don’t freak out.

Get to the point, Al. You’re burying the lede here. Well, when I started this site in 2008, it was a placeholder for articles or new ideas on environmentalism, food politics, recipes, rants about the injustices in our food system, and a spot to process everything I was learning about food and farming. I’ve peppered in some special features, including music, food and travel finds, and used it as a way to self-publish commentaries and photo stories.

Now, in an attempt to dust off my writing chops and give myself a new challenge, it’s time to add another another element to the site, which I’m super psyched about: a new feature called speak with your craft

What is speak with your craft? It’s my chance to interview the many makers, crafters, cooks, bakers, food growers, woodworkers, herbalists, photographers, writers, actors, musicians, painters, fiber artists, and creative forces in my life. For some, creativity is their career, but for most, it’s a joy-filled hobby. Selfishly, it’s really just a chance for me to write more (**maybe** dabble with podcasting at some point...), chat with my talented friends, pick their brains about the process of their craft, and give them a little publicity in the process. 

At first, I’ll be starting with creative folk whom I already know. My goal is to publish interviews (à la my Aunt Terry***) twice a month - but hopefully more. We’ll see what happens. If you have suggestions about some interesting craftspeople, I’d love to hear! (e-mail: speakwithyourfood [at] gmail [dot] com). Remember, makers or creators need not fit into a neat box to be featured. So, here’s to more creating, crafting, listening, learning, and collaborating in the upcoming year!

(***Fun fact: Terry Gross is NOT my aunt, although we do share a last name and people assume we're related. But, I do <3 you, Terry, and I do wish that we were related!)

And, now, a song to share, because I can:

Sights of South Dakota: late August-early September 2015

I've been home for less than 24 hours, and I'm already reflecting on this summer on the Reservation. (Shocking.) I've done this extended trip twice now, and while I'm somewhat seasoned to the routine, no stay is the same nor should it be expected to remain the same.

From a growing perspective, the garden produced beautifully and continues to do so under the watchful and attentive eyes of six individuals in town. Perhaps my proudest moment was the kids' first pay-what-you-can farm stand. They wanted to sell vegetables to raise money  for a new piece of playground equipment, which they would like to vote on collectively. How cool is that?! My heart swelled as I watched adults in town, some whom I have not seen all summer, pull in with their cars, look around, support the kids' efforts, and ask when we were going to do this again. What really sunk in: People crave vegetables and good food. Now, it's accessible in La Plant. 

And, the kids really did help. I had a steady stream of them take informal shifts, ask to hold up road signs to drum up more business (some even made kites with the word "farm stand" on them), keep me company at the stand, and ask questions about vegetables, how I learned to grow food, school, and if I miss La Plant and them when I'm not there.  (The answer to the last question, while largely choking back tears: "Of course I do, goofball!)

I think this event really solidified that food is a magnificent, wonderful, unifying force. And, it's changing things, albeit slowly, on the Reservation.

This was not an easy summer. I dealt with many issues well beyond my scope of training and ones that I could not have anticipated, particularly youth suicide and navigating the mental health resources available to people in the area. Life on the Reservation can be unpredictable, tragic, heart-breaking, incredibly frustrating, nonsensical, and indescribable to family and friends who haven't been there. But, I truly take the ambassador aspect of my job to heart, and every trip to La Plant underscores the ongoing need to tell the stories of the people there, namely the children whom I have grown to love. I'm grateful for the challenges, new allies and support systems forged, the amazing successes (including the farm stand and the kids' participation in the Unity Concert in the Black Hills!), and the enormous learning curve of this summer. 

Now, here are some sights of late summer in South Dakota (including a trip to the Badlands!).