By: Margaret Albee
Photograph: Dylan Griffin
"Even the choking diesel smell that comes in dirty black puffs
Is a comfort, the same way my daddy’s chainsaw used to sing a lullaby."
All in Farmers
There Was No One Else
By: Ben Hewitt
Photographs: Penny Hewitt
"I think most of us long for something more meaningful than simple social community, if even we’re fortunate enough to have that (and plenty don’t)."
The Most Important Answer of All
By: Ben Hewitt
Photographs: Dylan Griffin
"We don’t tend to talk the big picture stuff ... but rather the day-in, day-out minutia of our respective lives and the surrounding community, which is, in fact, pretty big to us:"
The Heavens Have No Reply
By: Ben Hewitt
Photographs: Dylan Griffin
"Some people believe that cows use their horns to communicate with the heavens."
I Imagine
By: Ben Hewitt
Photograph: Dylan Griffin
It is my curse that I often cannot stop imagining the lives of people I meet, even fleetingly.
Roost Events: Setting the Community Table
By: Carolinne Griffin
Photographs: Dylan Griffin
“It’s really nice to land in a place and have a farming connection because the people that I meet through that are always amazing, and hardworking.“