I met M on a farm just outside Boston on a rainy day in June.
Careening down the hill into Stonington, Maine, braking to village speed despite my excitement, evokes a unique sense of giddiness in me.
The state of Rio de Janeiro, Brazil is one of the global leaders in creating a space within government to formally promote green economic policies and programs.
As the site of the 2014 World Cup and 2016 Olympics, Brazil will be hosting an enormous number of international tourists over the next few years.
It’s become a popular mode of travel for the well-to-do: volunteering in the world’s slums in hopes of giving something back.
They are socially conscious, but geographically separate, movements: “fair trade” and “buy local.”
Growing food in cities isn’t a new concept for the poor.
For years, Brooklynites with global palates have been trekking to Queens to hunt down ethnic goodies and obscure ingredients.
Tucked away near the northernmost corner of Green-Wood Cemetery at the intersection of Windsor Terrace and the South Slope, lies a two-block stretch of 6th Avenue, from 19th to 21st Sts., that has grown up dramatically over the last two years.
The thought of finding a farm apprenticeship makes me a little nauseous, but I remember how exciting it once was.