Amy Ivine

Home is Where the Hub is

Walking into our local food hub is like walking into the pantry of my grandmother — the one who gardened like she was going to feed the world: The place is full...

Conversion

On my grandparents’ ranch, men worked cattle while women made the garden grow—neither one an easy task in the arid American West. With my whole heart I wanted...

Inedible

The summer before Ruby turned two I dialed poison control three times. The first call was for geranium leaves. That kid toddled right up to the plant that bloom...