Blueberries? They couldn’t be blueberries! I’d never seen blueberries in the desert, or for sale in a Tucson farmer’s market, or in anyone’s garden in this town. And I certainly hadn’t planted them in my garden. I went in closer. The plant was loaded with little fruits, purplish-black, the size of blueberries or even slightlyContinue reading “Post 75: My Black Pearls”
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Post 74: What’s a Little Hard Labor Among Friends?
This is the second of a two-part story. For part one, see Post 73. We were, perhaps, close to halfway done digging the trench. At this point it was a little scary. Based on what we’d done so far, I was starting to believe It could happen. But the space we had to dig throughContinue reading “Post 74: What’s a Little Hard Labor Among Friends?”
Post 73: Retrenchment
Weeds were growing everywhere now, and starting to turn brown. I always checked the water meter box in the alley to make sure it was clear of them; otherwise I might get another reprimand from the city. This time it was clear of weeds. But the ground around it was wet, and the concrete boxContinue reading “Post 73: Retrenchment”
Post 72: Pain or Plastic?
Even before I sold my car eighteen years ago, I liked riding my bicycle around town—to get places and to get exercise. So I thought the Camelback was a cool invention, though I’d never tried one. A soft plastic bag within a small backpack with a long, flexible straw coming out of it, so youContinue reading “Post 72: Pain or Plastic?”
Post 71: Need a Job?
For almost all human history, there was no such thing as a job. There was plenty of work, to be sure: Work was whatever needed to be done for survival, and it involved nature. We can guess that in prehistoric times, work wasn’t really separated from the rest of life. (Are you shelling those nuts forContinue reading “Post 71: Need a Job?”
Post 70: Fighting the Power (with Dandelions)
I hope I’m allowed to echo the slogan/chant/battle cry Fight the Power, even though I’m an old white lady and this refrain emerged from decades of Black energy, music, protest, and vulnerability. There is still a power that needs to be fought, and its domain has, over time, expanded rather than narrowed. Governments, corporations, and certain celebratedContinue reading “Post 70: Fighting the Power (with Dandelions)”
No post this week!
Is that because it’s a federal holiday? Or because the writer has had Covid for more than two weeks? Unfortunately, it’s the second one. Thanks for checking in and hanging in there with me. I’m starting to get better, and I’m already working on another post that I can’t wait to share with you. SeeContinue reading “No post this week!”
Post 69: Are You a Winter Wimp?
I am! I hate being cold, even just a little bit. You’d think growing up in Minnesota would have toughened me up a bit, but no. As soon as I was old enough, I escaped to a warmer place: this Sonoran Desert. (We still have winters here, but they’re mild—nowhere near as cold as theContinue reading “Post 69: Are You a Winter Wimp?”
Post 68: A New New Stuff Sucks!
This post will be a little different, for a couple reasons: One: I lost more than a week due to illness—not Covid, but a debilitating infection. I’m okay now, though. I’m so thankful we still have antibiotics! Two: With this post we’re kicking off a new feature of the blog: Each post will feature aContinue reading “Post 68: A New New Stuff Sucks!”
Post 67: Is There Really a Goddess of Reuse?
This post is about the Goddess of Reuse. You have to wade through some text to get to her, but it’s worth it. I was still young and good-looking when I installed my gutters. It was 1998, and my permaculture teachers had just answered a question I’d had since moving to Tucson: Was it worthContinue reading “Post 67: Is There Really a Goddess of Reuse?”