I have an essay that has just been published in this neat anthology, Coming of Age at the End of Nature: A Generation Faces Living on a Changed Planet, which is edited by Julie Dunlap and Susan Cohen. The collection answers the question: what is it like to be a young adult (born between 1980-2000), growing up on a planet during a time of irreversible anthropogenic damage? As dire as the situation is–climate change, the evaporating Arctic, the implausibility of pristine wilderness–humans are resilient creatures. We have a far biological reach, which allows us to survive in a number of ecological niches. We’re a genus of tinkerers and inventors. Those traits coupled with our humanity–our ability to connect with one another, to laugh even during the worst hard times, to empathize deeply with people we’ve never met–means that we can have hope even in the face of an uncertain future. In my essay, “Urban Foraging,” I write about my time looking for food during the recession. One of the things that I noticed about this unpredictable time, was that whether in line at the food bank, sharing food stamps, or picking fruit from city trees, community persists and often develops around food. And because I’m an optimist, I’ve tried to be hopeful in this essay, so I hope that you will give it a read!