Then. Mother’s lips meet gravel blackened knees and bug stung toes, while mice host tea parties in Father’s beard. Dandelion lovers taunt Mother.
Upon entering Secchiaroli’s gravel driveway, the first thing that struck me was the smell. It turns out that rotting food, flies, and mud are all part of a healthy atmosphere for the 300-400 pigs that call the farm home. For the past 60 years, Connecticut College has maintained a food waste partnership with Secchiaroli Piggery on 62 Miner Lane in Waterford.