It’s election time here in BC, and D was recently thinking out loud: “why should the politicians be the only ones to shovel horse manure?” So, as you can see, he decided to get into the act too. But don’t worry: he’s not running for office….that was promise number four when we got married – to love, honour, obey, and never run for office (mostly #3, actually, since we started building the house, but that’s another story).
All metaphors aside, the organic material in question makes a point. Once the house was substantially complete we turned our attention to our new community and thoughts of how to get involved with it. To be disengaged with your community is to be adrift on an ocean of possibilities and experiences. So we joined the Newcomers’ Group. We met many recent immigrants to BC’s Sunshine Coast and discovered we were an amazingly similar demographic: by and large close in age and interests but with a very wide spectrum of experience and paths to the Sunshine Coast.
An old friend used to comment that “every family needs a pickup truck”, and what applies to family can also hold for community. So we let it be known amongst the Newcomers that our old knockabout ’93 Toyota T-100 was available to all and sundry. And sundry often takes us up on the offer. T-100 has removed loads of blackberry to the green waste dump, returned a beautiful antique Wurlitzer jukebox from the antique Wurlitzer repairman, and, in this case, hauled several loads of political messaging. Our friends had sourced this free fertilizer, so, after they’d hauled all they needed, tossed in one more load for our garden. It’s a beautiful equation: community + engagement = friends (+, occasionally, free organics).
And the fertilizer? D noted that we maintain an organic garden and, if the material wasn’t organic when the horses first encountered it, it certainly was by the time they were finished with it.
Life at This Green House has been pretty difficult the past couple of weeks.
There has been illness in the family, and our sweet little Mom, who had suffered from Alzheimer’s, passed away at the age of 92.
So, imagine my surprise and delight today to open an unexpected parcel in the mail from my friend, quilter extraordinaire and nationally-acclaimed quilt teacher Heather Stewart. Inside the big box was a red and purple quilt (my favourite colours). Forty-eight blocks (my favourite number!) No one has ever given me a quilt. Out of the blue. For no particular reason.
Heather’s accompanying letter tells me:
“The enclosed gift was made at a retreat that I attended in January. When I got it done, I knew it was yours! Who else would like such a “red” quilt? It’s my hope this quilt keeps you warm on those damp days. I’ll picture you snuggled under it reading a book in front of the fireplace.”
Heather could not have known about my sadness at this time, nor what a lift such a generous gift would give me. Unless she’s got e.s.p.
Today is extra special, because I also learned that my family member’s latest tests came back clear, and that is just the best news I could hope for.
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Recently, at a pub in Wellington, New Zealand, I saw this upside-down decor idea:
Effective, what? And a great use for all those somewhat unfashionable Victorian-style lampshades.
I’m celebrating post #48, because it’s my favourite number! Do you care to know why?
When I was a child, I had a small coin collection. I must have read that 1948 was a year when not too many coins were minted, because the war effort had used up so much metal for weaponry. Thus, the 1948 coins were rarer/more valuable. I don’t know why the same wasn’t true for the 1946 and 1947 coins. (My good friend, Kaan, has suggested the real reason for the scarcity of coins minted in 1948 here.)
Hop on over to This Green House, to see a bit about what I learned about building green in New Zealand.
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I had to get out into the garden last week. The rain stopped for half a day. I turned over the compost and straw mulch, added some lime because of the moss excess.
The moss gets transplanted into the spaces between the flagstones, where it seems totally at home.
Then, into the ground go the peas, sweet peas and spinach. By mistake, I put spinach seeds into the same row as peas, so I don’t hold out much hope for that row! But, my! I love spinach, peas and my favourite garden flower, sweet peas!
There are still a bunch of Little Tokyo turnips growing. Aren’t they amazing? So tasty and pest resistant at this time of year.
Ah, it felt good!
With all the remodelling/energy conservation re-builds going on in our part of the world, there are old single-pane wood-framed windows heading to the landfill. We will be using some recycled glass to build our greenhouse, and we have used one for the cold-frame.
Here is another idea: make a fake window inside, then put the view you would LIKE to see out the window behind it.
I framed the approximate space the two windows would take onto the wall with painted 1×3. Then hinged the windows to the frame.
Our local photo-processor enlarged a trillium-laced forest scene I photographed some years ago in Ontario.
Then simply taped the photo directly to the wall and “closed” the window over it.
I thought I might switch out the photo, but the same one has remained “the view” for five years.
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