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{Locality} is a Lifestyle

{Locality} is a Lifestyle

Today’s (last-minute pulled-together) post is kind of a continuation of what I talked about last week in my “Changing {Locality}” post: the values of “Local,” or in my case, {Locality} doesn’t necessarily have to do with the area that I’m living in. Rather, it’s about a mindset that values what is around you, wherever you … Continue reading »

Changing {Locality}

Changing {Locality}

My geographical locality has changed since my last {Locality} post. I’m no longer an official resident of Huron County. My new county has the word “sex” in it: Middlesex. A respectable enough county name, though one rarely thinks of the county when one is in a city. The transition has been odd. Not only did … Continue reading »

{Locality} The Ruralist

{Locality} The Ruralist

No, I’m not done writing my papers, but I love the Locality series too much to let it drop during finals season. Besides, The Ruralist doesn’t need much introduction or explanation. The Ruralist was envisioned by my friends Erin Roy and Erin Samuell (no, not every cool person in my area is my friend, but … Continue reading »

Locality: Huron Good Food Box

Locality: Huron Good Food Box

I picked up my first Good Food Box yesterday! Okay, my friend Hayley picked it up for me on Thursday, but I picked it up from her. I’m excited to a) get more involved in my community, b) pay less than supermarket prices for produce, c) get better than supermarket value for produce, and d) … Continue reading »

An Eggsperiment

Reblogged from Rachel's Table: Yeah, I went there. (Thanks to my darling husband for suggesting such a mind-blowingly smart title.) Weekends are for two things: sleeping and big breakfasts. Well, maybe only for big breakfasts if you have kids. I don’t, so I sleep in and then eat a big breakfast. This past weekend I … Continue reading »

Locality: Gingerich’s Organic Eggs

Locality: Gingerich’s Organic Eggs

It’s amazing how little you know about the people you know. Don and Sharon Gingerich were friends of my parents when I was a kid, and at times they were our babysitters, too. They live on the same side road as we did, a few country blocks away. They are the parents of eight, grandparents … Continue reading »