Idaho Farms Import South African Laborers Story and Photos by Diana Hooley The harvest was busy last September in the farming community where I live on the Snake River near Mountain Home. The rhythmic grind of hay-balers could
A Young Farmwife Confronts Cooking By Diana Hooley Before I married an Idaho farmer, I could bake a potato but couldn’t make potato salad, or funeral potatoes, or potato cakes (which sounded a lot like dessert to me).
The Pleasures of Being Bypassed Story and Photos by Diana Hooley When I first drove through the village of Hammett in 1974, I didn’t know it was a commercial mecca for an empire larger than the state of
But the Sows Still Sing Story and Photos by Diana Hooley Idaho is not really a pig state. That distinction probably goes to our misnomer, Iowa, but I’ve always liked pigs. Growing up in the ’60s, I thought
Weeding Out the Threat By Diana Hooley For me, Idaho weed is not a psychedelic experience, but it is a psychotic one. Weeds can be crazy-making if you’re a farmer or gardener in southern Idaho. I didn’t really
A Drawback of Daydreams By Diana Hooley I like to hike Chase’s hill above his house and the Snake River, near my place outside Hammett. The road is a steady incline, cut at an angle across the face
