Writing

Why I Dive: Reclaiming food's value and joy

It is sometime past sunset. The world is dark and the noise of traffic has settled down for the night. I am standing in a dumpster with a smile stretched across my face, visualizing homemade apple cider, massive green salads bursting with fireworks of peppers and tomatoes, and a special treat to add to a smoothie: blueberries.

Haynes Creek

Ryan Cantey paddles the upper Ocklawaha as sun breaks through the trees.

Sunlight breaks into shards of shattered glass, shining spotlights under the bridge. Haynes Creek, a slow-moving river in central Florida, ripples beneath the light. A damselfly rests upon a lily-pad, its shadow pulled downstream.