by Liz Reitzig |
“Far and away the best prize that life has to offer is the chance to work hard at work worth doing.”– Teddy Roosevelt I run a buying club for local, GMO-free foods produced on clean, sustainable farms. This work often brings me to the farm. I was...
by Liz Reitzig |
Martin Luther King Jr. said, “Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.” When governments use force against peaceful people to deny them food security, it is right to peacefully stand in resistance. Food scarcity is foreign to many Americans. We have...
by Liz Reitzig |
2012 Case Reaches Court, Shepherdess and Farmers on Trial Montana Jones began her career as a Shepherdess in the hills of Ontario, Canada raising a rare and special breed, Shropshire. She lived the hard life of a famer but enjoyed the idyllic setting and her...
by Liz Reitzig |
I run a farm-to-consumer buying club and recently had a (very pleasant) exchange with a customer who was questioning some of the policies. That got me thinking about the bigger picture of the buying club, my expectations of the farmers, the customers, and myself....
by Liz Reitzig |
A few weeks ago the tree on the side of the yard started dripping with ripe mulberries. I smiled as I remembered the excited faces last year of children wanting to pick the berries and eat them. Every year, the children delight in plucking the ripe fruit within their...
by Liz Reitzig |
This morning marks the 2-year anniversary of the close of the criminal trial of Wisconsin dairy farmer Vernon Hershberger. Thankfully, he was acquitted on 3 of his 4 criminal charges related to food distribution. Vernon is a peaceful man feeding his community with a...
by Liz Reitzig |
I recently witnessed an episode of domestic violence through the eyes of a beloved friend. Her experience, a frightful one of her husband beating her in front of their young children, continued harassment and domination, was, sadly, one I’d heard about far too often...
by Liz Reitzig |
A few days ago, I took my little ones for a walk through the neighborhood, as we often do. I was feeling resentful. It was officially the second day of spring, but it was a late spring. It’s been gray-dark here. The soft white snow from a few days before turned...
