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Monday, June 29, 2009

He's a daft dog

Poor Jupiter managed to tear his side open and had to go to the vet today for stitches. This is what all the stylish dogs are wearing while injured this season.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

I don't do confrontations

People who love to stir up trouble and the attention they derive from it find me disappointing because I won't play by their rules. The more they fuss, the less I care. Unfortunately, in a family I sometimes get caught up in side-effects but the older I get the more immune I am to that. My life is enough of an adventure/challenge for me to deal with.


This must be why I love my garden where the worst dramas are caused by white cabbage butterflies and weeds. I escaped today by picking peas. Don't they look delicious?

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Green limits

Are there limits to what you're willing to do to be green? I have to admit there are for me.

I will not:
1. give up toilet paper and tissues
2. keep the heat/air set so that I'm shivering or melting
3. stop eating fruit that can't be grown locally
4. stop using all plastics

I will probably someday:
1. try homemade laundry detergent
2. use all natural cleaning products
3. grow/preserve enough vegetables to keep us year long

I would love to:
1. install an underground heat exchange pump
2. install solar water heating
3. go off grid

I already:
1. recycle and compost
2. line dry all laundry
3. garden organically
4. re-use shower/bath water for flushing
5. make my own bread
6. use rainbarrels
7. buy meat locally

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Saturday, June 20, 2009

garden update 2

Everything in the small garden looks great. Lots of work today, but it's a good feeling of accomplishment.



A good day's work - garden update 1

The main garden is doing well.


Looks like a bumper crop of peas (yum).

Everything planted this time is coming up. Hooray!

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Empty nest foreshadowed

This is new. When my son was in the hospital I didn't feel this; obviously because I was too frantic with worry. Now that he's spending a week fishing with his grandparents, the worry is at minimal levels and I've discovered my house feels too large for one person. Only one year to go before he heads off to university and I'll be alone ALL the time...very strange. My garden is probably too big for one person too!

It occurs to me that I would have been well suited to be a colonist. Why are we still stuck on one planet?