Friday, November 30, 2012
Monday, November 26, 2012
Farm intern Maya Binyam ‘15 on what her Ethiopian father taught her about what it means to depend on the land:
Boston is a cold city. In the winter months a biting humidity saturates the air, threatening to freeze car locks and the tips of hair. The sunlight is static, even in the summer, and reflects but never warms.
In this landscape of fractured water and light, my father attempted to make a home. He cranked up the heat and filled the rooms of our house with things he knew would never survive outside—dainty potted basil plants, an ugly bulb too big for its pot. He was proud of this thing he had created for us—this warm oasis—because it meant we were no longer affected by Boston’s characteristically sporadic temperature declines, its unexpected noreasters. We were comfortable.
After a few months he stopped watering the plants. The leaves wilted and eventually turned brittle, but this was something to be proud of. We had begun cultivating things outside of the home, things more important than plants. We were going somewhere.
I think my father was surprised, maybe even a little disgusted, when I told him I was interested in farming. I was a junior in high school and had a naive, idealized understanding of sustainable agriculture. I planned a summer full of spontaneous bus rides and weeklong stints at farms in Maine in Vermont, where I imagined I’d become wise with the weeds and make perfectly asymmetrical bunches of chard. I was sick of my sanitized, increasingly dry home. I wanted to get dirty.
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Two things we’re thankful for here at the YSFP: good food and an amazing community!
A new school year means lots of new faces around the Sustainable Food Project offices and at the Yale Farm. We’ll be using this space to introduce you to some of them in the next few weeks; make sure to stop by work hours, pizza events and Chewing the Fat talks to say hi in person and welcome them on board!
Hello! My name is Maya Binyam and I’m a farm intern this year with YSFP. I’m a sophomore here at Yale, majoring in English and Women’s Gender and Sexuality Studies. I grew up in Boston, but my family has since meandered all over the place so New Haven has become a wonderful new home to explore. It’s my first year with YSFP and I’m super excited to be a part of the team. Be sure to come by on volunteer workdays and say hi—I love chatting about food, cooking, agriculture more generally, and anything winter squash related. Happy farming!