When I first arrived at the Giving Garden in Mystic, CT, I wasn’t sure whether I was in the right place. There was a parking lot and a visitor’s center, but no garden to be seen. I cautiously walked up a gravel path lined with stone walls—this was adjacent to Stonington after all—and stumbled upon a set of rock stairs and a chicken coop before noticing a large hoop house fronted by rows of cabbages, lettuces, radishes, and more.
The day after I gave a presentation about the Native American occupation of Alcatraz in 1969, I entered Cummings to find an imposing and impactful exhibit that proved the subject of my presentation was more relevant than ever almost 50 years later.
You claim my skin with teeth.
Take red and leave purple.
A recent popular Twitter and Facebook campaign, #metoo, asked women who have been sexually harassed or assaulted to share and promote the hashtag in order to show solidarity and raise alarm. Though a laptop or phone screen has a way of diluting crises, Conn is not exempt from the systemic discrimination against women that this campaign renounces. For women on college campuses, sexual harassment and assault are all too real a threat.
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.