CAMPFIRE CONTENT

Content Marketing and Public Relations

Storytelling for Planet Healers

We work with companies and people devoted to improving life on earth. The first step, always, is helping clients find their stories. As longtime journalists, this comes naturally to us. We then nurture these stories, empowering them to dig roots, spread branches and flourish.

We write stories for:

Food

Years of (ongoing) work with the most ambitious farm-to-table operation in the United States, Black Cat Farm, fueled Campfire Content’s engagement with agriculture and food. We prize companies, like Black Cat, that toil not only to mitigate their footprints, but to enrich life on earth.

Sustainability

Plastic clogs waterways and kills wildlife. Companies destroy natural resources to make products. The planet burns. Business as usual? Catastrophe. We work with companies that shrink from earth-despoiling work, and do their best to help heal our struggling planet.

Booze

Campfire’s founder, a longtime journalist, writes about adult beverages — beer, spirits, wine, cider, hard kombucha, you name it — for a wide variety of publications. The company is fluent in the language of adult beverages, and works with a range of companies producing high-quality products.

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Storytelling and organic farming

Storytelling: Black Cat Organic Farm

When we pivoted from news reporting to public relations nearly seven years ago, good fortune immediately blossomed. The most ambitious farm-to-table operation in the United States, Black Cat, hired our firm. We still work closely with Black Cat, handling all of the operation’s marketing and communications, from social media to press outreach to writing blogs

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News Coverage

New York Times

Zero Waste Vodka 11/2019

5280 Magazine

Jack Rabbit Hill Vodka 10/2019

USA Today

Underrated Food Scenes 12/2019

Food & Wine

Bottle Reuse Program 10/2019

Denver Post

Black Cat Bistro Farmer 10/2019

Westword

Lamb Season Arrives 04/2019

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Do dreams lie? Once I was a fish crying for my sisters in the sprawling crossroads of the delta.

Once among the reeds I found a boat, as thin and lonely as a young tree.

Nearby
the forest sizzled with the afternoon rain.

“The River” by Mary Oliver

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