Study Notes from Mother Nature’s Classroom
I honestly had no idea I was about to dig up Auntie Bea. Or my mother. My shovel was aiming for farm stories, and they were no more than five years deep! Apparently, I hit some sort of worm hole and was transported, as it were, to 1985. I didn’t know my everyday garden-variety worms had … Continue reading The Little View Master
Compost is funny because it will take almost anything living, and in time, break it down and return it to the earth. No ceremony. No eulogies. It just happens beside barns, and in barrels beside rose gardens without anyone making a fuss. Few can tell you the why or how of it, although books and … Continue reading Death Piles
So, I thought the world was ending. We need to get this out of the way, straight off. My Auntie Bea swore by “Eat the Big Frog First” and I’ve been following her sage advice for over 50 years. The teaching, as I understand it, is this: If I have ten things to do, and … Continue reading Eating the Biggest Frog (Part 2 of 2)
I see you came back to the compost pile. Again. Against most odds, I’d say. How long can a person wait? How many times do you check back, to see if someone has unearthed something of interest? With no promise that it will be worth looking at in the first place? You will notice my … Continue reading Digging Deep (Part 1 of 2)
“The hair on my arms stood straight up and that's when I knew.” I asked you to meet me at the plum tree, so it could help explain how I came to live in Cape Breton, but I have something to share before we are ready for that class. The plum will present it’s lesson … Continue reading Under the Plum: The Prequel
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