About ten days ago, I planted seeds in my homemade egg-shell planter (see above picture). The seeds were “borrowed” from the McGill seed library; the borrowing process consisting of me scrolling through names and randomly clicking on ones I liked the sound of – red […]

My series on agriculture is coming to an end. I started off writing about the fruits of the Spirit, on letting our fields lie fallow, then on what seeds taught me about seeing prophetically and finally, on how the metaphor of grafting should shape a […]

The characters were barely indistinguishable to my untrained eye; the black squiggles on the page more resembled shepherd’s staffs, doorposts and upside-down L’s squished together. Then, my professor put sound to them – and magic happened. Prof Meshel spoke extremely fast, his hands gesturing wildly […]

Three mung beans and a wad of cotton wool was my first science project. We were to wet the cotton wool, carefully embed the beans in it, give the wool a bit of sunlight and bring our (hopefully) sprouted beans to class the following week. […]

but during the seventh year the land shall have a sabbath rest, a sabbath to the Lord; you shall not sow your field nor prune your vineyard…then the land will yield its produce, so that you can eat your fill and live securely on it […]

Mom bursts in the door, arms heavy with fruit. It was the sale at Duchie’s (our local Mennonite grocery), she explains between excited breaths. I start unpacking the cartons: a flush of bright-red raspberries, blueberries plump and fresh, straight from the farm. Fruit is my […]

There’s just something about being on a farm. Waking to a rooster crow, hair tousled with bits of barn hay, and it’s like you’re taken back to the idyllic days of childhood, when nothing mattered except the next swing on the barn rope and riding […]