Plastic Farm AnimalsCamille lives with her soul mate Bob in the back woods of central North Carolina where she hikes, gardens, cooks, and writes.
I may have reached my breaking point. Up until now, the small battles I fight to maintain a sane and sanitary lifestyle amid the dust and squalor of Kumasi had seemed win-able. But today, I hit a road block and may have to admit that I am beaten. When we moved into Casa Kumasi more […]
Lyle said something about Interns a while back that I didn’t quite understand until now. We were sharing thoughts about a perplexing phenomenon, people who supposedly came to learn something about the sustainability business but were disinclined to listen or get their hands dirty. Not only did they fail to take instruction, they were “know-it-alls”. […]
Here, thanks to Jim Illo, are home movies taken from my mother’s childhood. When John, Bob and Jim visited Mom last Mother’s Day this year, they watched the video on Mom’s television. Jim set my camera next to Mom and so recorded her narration. There is a lot of great footage from the 30’s here, […]
Well, we’ve officially been in “Kumasi here” for a year. These are some things we have learned. Friends happen anywhere Letting go is easier when you have no control over your situation White towels are a bad idea People won’t turn their backs on you, even if they look you straight in the eye while […]
I learned a lot about my father yesterday when I read the following article for the first time. The story was published in the Carlisle Sentinel on May 21st, 1994 and my mother had slipped a photo copy of it into my 2013 birthday card. We don’t check the mail that often, but Bob had […]