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It’s spring cleaning time—do you have items waiting to go to the thrift store? Send them our way! We’re taking donations now for the rummage sale at the 2016 Huss Future Festival. If you’d like to drop off that blender you never use and the sweaters your kids grew out of, find us at the...

Where have the dollars come from to support the many programs at the Huss Project in 2015? Well, let us tell you! Huss Future Festival rummage sale, bake sale, farmers market, vendors and donation jars Underground Supper Club in May featuring dinner & a movie at the Riviera Theatre Produce sales at the Three Rivers Farmers Market Community garden...

Thanks to the fantastic work of Daniel Ferrell, one of our *culture is not optional summer interns, we have a beautiful video showcasing the highlights of this year's Future Festival. While we've produced videos of past festivals (2010 and 2013), Daniel's talents have taken this video far beyond what we've previously been able to accomplish. In...

We have a new feature in the garden this year: a sign! For years we've wanted to have a more official marker for the garden space and we're excited that we finally got around to designing, building, and installing a sign this summer. Welcome to the Huss Gardens!...

I can see clearly now the rain is gone. This year's Future Fest celebration built on traditions, memories, and relationships developed over the event's six-year history. But there was one noticeable difference that no one could ignore: this time the rains came! After a vibrant morning of fun, music, and rummage, the day was punctuated with a riot of thunder,...

Editor's note: For the third year running, our friend and local poet Elisabeth Wenger wrote a beautiful poem to help us celebrate Future Festival. She's become the Huss Poet Laureate. Thank you, Elisabeth! Come! Let me embrace you in my arms of gentle rage, taught as bowstring, tight as catgut, a tug you and I both recognize. Let me...