Harvest Time

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Cukes, tomatoes, parsley and basil.

Lori G. (C) 2011

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A New Past-Time?

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After 35 years, I picked up a bow once more.   The bows are a lot different now.  When I was younger, our bows did not have sight finders, string beads or fancy handles.  However, the principles are still the same, and  I am happy to say that I’ve still “got it.”   About 80% of my shots were in the bull’s eye.

My sister was a pretty good archer back in the day (she has a nice trophy to prove it).   She was a good sport today and let me make a video of her.  Here it is:

Is this a new past-time for me?  Maybe.  We’ll see how sore my arms are tomorrow.

Tomatoes Running Amok

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After two years of working a backyard plot where an RV had been parked for 25 years, I think… I HOPE…. I have finally conditioned the soil and coaxed it back to life.

In March, I planted out these three tomatoes plants and sowed some zucchini, cucumber, and cantaloup seeds.

Two months later I have gargantuan tomatoes bushes running amok in the yard, threatening to overcome the zukes and cukes.  So my dad and I put stakes in the ground this morning and tied the vines up.

The Early Girl bush is heavy with green fruit.  Yes, I do have a basil plant growing nearby.   We are going to feast well in a few weeks!

The Wayward Pelican (c) 2011

First Podcast

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Hi, all. I’ve been experimenting with podcasting software and I created a very short (2 minutes) podcast. Unfortunately, WordPress does not allow me to embed the player here, so I created a separate blog at Blogger to accommodate my casts. So if you are so inclined to listen, click this link below. It will take you to another blog where you need to click the podcast player there to hear it. I’d love to know what you think. You can leave a comment on Blogger or come back here and leave a comment. Thank you.

Click here to go to my podcast blog.

 

Jamie Oliver and the Food Revolution

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If you did not see Chef Jamie Oliver’s first season of Food Revolution last year, know that he took on the Board of Education of a town in West Virginia to implement a healthy menu in all the schools in that district.  He made significant headway. 

Now, in Season 2 of the Food Revolution, Mr. Oliver is taking on the LAUSD.  As a product of that school district, I am particularly interested in the outcome and will be watching.  (Let me add that I brought my lunch to school every day for obvious reasons…..).

Here’s a sneak preview:

Pelican

Dirt Under My Nails

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I have not posted for three months primarily because I have been working so hard that my typical evening results in my crashing on the sofa in complete exhaustion and watching hours of television, mostly cable news.

I have finally reached the saturation point.

Starting with watching the psychological implosion of a television star, moving on to the blood-bath happening in North Africa, and now culminating with a trifecta of quake, tsunami, and nuclear meltdown in Japan,  I just could not take one more minute of it.   Today, I flipped off the television and headed over to an elderly relative’s house to work in his garden.

A little therapy among the tomatoes, radishes, and weeds.

I read something recently on another blog — and I apologize for not remembering which one — which suggested that physical labor can be used as a form of meditation.  I know I was not meditating while I was mixing manure into a plot of ground, but I can say that doing something as basic as working in dirt made me feel better.  I am not going to speculate why.    It just did.

Well, okay, maybe I will offer just this one observation:  as I was pulling up some particularly tough devil-grass from among my radishes, it occurred to me that this was the first time I felt in control of a situation for a number of days.   For a few minutes, that feeling of utter helplessness in the face of the current world crises —  not to mention a few personal ones —  disappeared.

I felt empowered as I pulled up those wretched weeds.

But then I went home, washed the dirt from under my nails, and made the mistake of turning on CNN.

Now, I’m doing some ironing.

L. Gloyd (c) 2011

Newly installed tomato plants,  a radish crop ready for harvesting, and new snapbean runners in the garden.