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Man in Overalls - Food Movement in Nicaragua

I'm back in Tallahassee! (for two weeks). As I mentioned in previous posts, my wife, Mary Elizabeth and I spent the last two months in Nicaragua and Ecuador studying spanish, culture, dance, history, and community-based good food systems. Though we're back, there are more stories to tell.If you need a food garden consult, compost delivery, garden design, or a couple raised beds, let me know. Send...

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Man in Overalls - Food Movement in Nicaragua

I'm back in Tallahassee! (for two weeks). As I mentioned in previous posts, my wife, Mary Elizabeth and I spent the last two months in Nicaragua and Ecuador studying spanish, culture, dance, history, and community-based good food systems. Though we're back, there are more stories to tell.If you need a food garden consult, compost delivery, garden design, or a couple raised beds, let me know. Send...

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Local Gardening Store [Gramling's] is a Treasure: Letter to the Editor

Tallahassee DemocratSunday, June 15th 2014Dear Editor,I’ve been growing food since I was 8, when I became known as “that boy with the garden.” These days, folks know me as the “Man in Overalls.”Though I like watching things grow, gardening for me has always been about more than aesthetics. It’s a survival skill-set against hunger and food insecurity, something — thank God — I have not truly...

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Local Gardening Store [Gramling's] is a Treasure: Letter to the Editor

Tallahassee DemocratSunday, June 15th 2014Dear Editor,I’ve been growing food since I was 8, when I became known as “that boy with the garden.” These days, folks know me as the “Man in Overalls.”Though I like watching things grow, gardening for me has always been about more than aesthetics. It’s a survival skill-set against hunger and food insecurity, something — thank God — I have not truly...

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These Days, Money Grows on Trees

Pecan trees gracing the D-Block skyline A couple mornings before Christmas, my neighbor, Ms. Evelyn came walking by. She had her "grandbabies" in tow, two young girls probably 8 or 9. Ms. Evelyn, is-- my best guess-- probably 70, 75. Bending over every couple steps, she was picking up pecans as she was doing every morning for the past several months. Word on the street is that the "Pecan Man" is...

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