Plastic Farm AnimalsCamille lives with her soul mate Bob in the back woods of central North Carolina where she hikes, gardens, cooks, and writes.
Well, we made it to our new home in Adiebeba, a small neighborhood in Kumasi, Ghana. And despite some challenges and minor discomforts, we are just as excited to be here as we thought we’d be. When we walk to market, the sights, sounds and smells are surreal and intoxicating. I’m writing this while standing […]
I’m watching from our ringside seats on the sixth floor of the Aloft Hotel as the human parade fades from the sidewalks outside the AMC Magic Johnson Harlem 9. The New York skyline is rendered in peach and baby blue. A siren screams. A woman in bright fabric catches my eye. She is surrounded by […]
Like a post-apocalyptic zombie, the community that once was Oilseed continues to limp along in a deathlike state. Outrageous tales of unresolved conflict and violations of trust make their way down the road with disturbing regularity, often accompanied by tears. It pains us to watch. We try to help by giving advice and offering to […]
Well, here’s the big news: Bob and I are moving to Ghana, Africa for one year and will be leaving the United States in June! Columbia University is handling a grant-funded pilot program aimed at figuring out a process for turning fecal sludge into Biodiesel. Last week, Bob received a firm offer from their Department […]
Today I’m wondering how much longer I can hold out against the swirling tide of fingertip technology. So far, I’ve resisted peer pressure to buy myself a Smart Phone, choosing instead to cling stubbornly to the slower pace of hand-written directions and desk-top emails. Most of the folks I interact with have successfully upgraded to […]