Sunday, October 11, 2009

on again
and again and again and again


Monday, August 31, 2009

new year's eve

today:  celebration and reflection. it's been a year of beginnings and endings and endings and beginnings. seeds have been planted have grown have lived their season have nourished  and have awed and now are reseeding. time to reflect upon life and death. comings and goings. then and now. now and then. 

tomorrow: new years day- time to plant a little 

lesson #3- to everything there is a season. 

WINTER: kale, spinach, lettuce, arugula, turnips, beets (or their greens), onions, leeks and love

time to plant 

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

so long vico. i'll miss you

Vico- so sad to see you are gone. where did you go and why? digging too deep? exposing too much? lost in the weeds? so sad to see you go. 

Lesson #2  when starting a garden, be sure to know your landscape. sometimes it takes a season or two to understand the light and the darkness; the sunny spots and the shade.  have a plan- is your garden decorative or is it for nourishment.  is it to make a statement or to feed yourself. 

good luck vico. i'll plant a seed for you

Saturday, May 2, 2009

#1-when did i think i knew what i was talking about?

2.5 hours on the ferry go by quickly with a quick call to *best chum*,  a bulb catalogue and a gardening magazine.- gardening mag not so good... it recommends digging deep and turning soil over.... in my world- that's a big no no.  let those sleeping sub strata dogs lie. break up the soil 6 inches- with your shovel, remove the weeds add compost and poo.  it's kind of like a facial:  massage and moisturize..  mix the compost and manure into the broken soil

when exactly did i become a dirt bag? i thought that honor was given by the c.o.l.a boys so long ago. how did i get here? how are those cola boys anyway. i gave one the shirt off my back- well, actually the rain coat off my back during a rain storm... what was i thinking... and where the hell is that raincoat... i remember i really loved it

lesson #1 do not turn the soil over.

makes sense: the soil is like the skin. since when did we turn our skin inside out and leave the very tender and vulnerable unprotected?

cheers-( blue grouse Ortega 2006: two point three five stars)