Mar. 16th, 2012

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I did one of my barter network visits to a lovely woman who has been on the network for three years. She had some needlework to offer to trade, really exquisite dresses that she's designed and sewn herself. I asked what she was hoping to receive in return, and she said wistfully, "Some meat would be nice." I was shocked, and asked some more questions. She was reluctant to answer, but finally the truth came out: she hasn't had any meat in a month. She ate the last of the produce she canned from her garden this past week, and she has been subsisting since then on potatoes, cabbage and turnips.

This is the hungry time. The quart jars we put up from the last harvest are running out for many, but it's too soon for the spring greens. No wonder so many are itching to get out into their garden plots with their rakes and hoes. They want to be eating reliably again.

I need to ask more questions when I do the home visits, and sometimes be a bit more shamelessly snoopy in investigating the contents of other people's cupboards. Pride makes it so difficult for people to admit it, but there truly are neighbours going hungry.

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