I Would Plant My Apple Tree
This is the place, I want to say, where work which has no obvious or direct connection to the suffering, cruelty and injustice in our news feeds may nonetheless be part of what is called for in response.
This is the place, I want to say, where work which has no obvious or direct connection to the suffering, cruelty and injustice in our news feeds may nonetheless be part of what is called for in response.
Amidst rugged Appalachia, where coal mining scars run deep, a tale of resilience, renewal, and collaboration emerges.
Mobilizing funds for the proper conservation and utilization of crop wild relative conservation is quite difficult. Exploring available options to coordinate investment by industry actors is one potentially strong strategy to pursue this goal.
Given the scope of the crises upon us, have you ever felt a yearning to learn more about living in a culture that is not based on extractivism, commodification, acquisition, and exploitation? It was this question that led me to Galina Angarova from the Lake Baikal region of Siberia.
So where are all the people? Well, if they’re sensible, they’re doing work for themselves. They are building and mending their own lives.
You have now been informed of the bad news and some irrefutable math. Canadians own an expanded pipeline, financed 100 per cent by short term debt, that will never make a fair return on its investment.
Now, fittingly, in our era of collapsing economies, hypertrophied corporations and climate catastrophe, the cosmos embodies our political anxiety.
The “lungs of North America,” the Tongass National Forest is the Earth’s largest intact temperate rainforest. Protecting it means protecting the entire planet.
There’s real work of transformative adaptation to do to rise to present challenges – unsung, grassroots and local.
More and more countries are becoming stingy about what natural resources they will ship abroad. That has implications for new energy economy products and industries.
Kayaking with Lambs is a collection of essays mostly pulled from Brian Miller’s richly authentic farm journal, A South Roane Agrarian, where the author and sybaritic farmer in residence deals out eloquent vignettes of living and working on an East Tennessee farm.
Consider all of this, then, the deepest form of human madness and just hope that somehow, from the Middle East to Ukraine, Beijing to Washington, we can wake up to what we’re doing to ourselves before it’s too late.