Alright, first a disclaimer: I don’t know much about poetry. I enjoy reading it. But I’m not sure I have the eye or the ear or the soul to write it. However, after following many of the excellent poetry blogs here on wordpress, I wanted to try.Continue reading
Today I did some yard work for the first time in a while. Several medium-sized palm trees around our rental house needed pruning. As I sawed off dead branches and piled them in the dumpster, I started thinking about how much yard work I did as a child.
My family lived in a house on a fairly large piece of property. My parents DIY’ed everything. They built a well house, a chicken coop, and a network of raised garden beds. Many of my childhood memories center around outdoor projects. My brother and I collected rocks to build a 100-foot stone wall, dug narrow trenches for an irrigation system, and helped plant fruit trees. Of course, there were always a million weeds to pull.
One summer, my brother and I decided to plant our own vegetable garden.Continue reading
Today I’m celebrating Earth Day by stirring a pile of dirt in my yard. It all began five months ago, when I nearly dislocated my shoulder from hoisting a massive bag of trash into the dumpster.
“How on earth do two people produce this much garbage?” I asked myself in disgust.
That’s when I rediscovered the world of composting. My parents had a compost pile when I was a kid, but I admit I didn’t pay too much attention to the whole operation. As an adult, I’ve become aware of how much trash I contribute to the world.Continue reading