Showing posts with label gardening. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gardening. Show all posts

Friday, March 15, 2013

The Stackmeister

That tall stack is just his reggae. Some hobbies become habits. Know what I'm saying?

Speaking of habits, my time to blog and internet has been vastly reduced of late. Poor me! Having more work means some adjustment around here. Even so, I am quite thankful to have found my latest job. Feeling really good about it. I did, however, enjoy the last two years of working only sporadically. Not gonna to lie to you. Adjusting to my new schedule has back-burnered any other outside activity--at least for now.

Today is a break day, which I'm thankful for. Feeding a longtime fixation and watching a couple of my preferred cooking shows, and then it's outside to plant bougainvilleas, French lavender, Song of India, Ti plants, and some coffee cherries, which were picked near my employer's place... From some abandoned 80 year old Waipunalei coffee trees. Spring is in the air. My (lucky) new employers are away for the weekend, seeing Bonnie Raitt on Maui!


On Tuesday night, we watched a Bill Murray movie that I somehow managed to miss. (Bill Murray is another of my fixations. I do love a man, or a woman that makes me laugh!). We both liked it a lot. "Broken Flowers"-- Directed by Jim Jarmusch. Released in 2005. Yet another ideal role for Bill, and his co-stars were well cast. Jessica Lange, Sharon Stone, Tilda Swanton...He plays an aging, selfish dude who is pushed into looking up several women from his past, and quickly learns that age-old adage--that you can't go home again. A fun and poignant film, in my unsolicited opinion.

Anything but 24/7 papal updates! Same as it ever was and will forever be. A-men. There I go with more opinions, yikes! As the man and I like to say, we can be good and kind humans even without religion. And we do try.

Oh! Also needing to bake some Okinawan purple sweet potato biscuits for the man to take to share with his farm class tomorrow. And a few extras, naturally.

Aloha...




Thursday, May 20, 2010

Okie Dokie

We grew it. Then we ate it all up!

Friday, August 14, 2009

What's New?

That's our now two-year-old kitty, checking you out. Taken by a visiting relative last month. Not much blogging happening these days. Could be a trend, could be a phase. The garden has been a wonderful thing. Too bad my camera isn't functional. I miss taking snapshots.

I joined something called boot camp. No, not the military. Don't really like the name, although it is appropriate. We meet three mornings a week on the beach. Serious work outs, in sand. Before work. Finishing my second month of this.

It's nearly autumn. I look forward to that, after another season of Winnebago's and their mostly clueless inhabitants. Youngest child got her first job this summer, and is handling it quite well. I still have a job, as does my man. We know how lucky we are.

Backed out of Burning Man. It's got to be right, and it wasn't. Maybe next year. Other than that, just fighting the dreaded Facebook time suck.


Whats New Pussycat? - Bob Marley & the Wailers

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Call Any Vegetable

A few recent snapshots... Our garden plot @ one week. From the left-lettuces & chard, peppers, eggplant, zucchini, beans, corn, brussels sprouts, kale, and pumpkins. For now!
Pepper(Sweet yellow-we still need jalapeno and habanero!)
Lettuces


Oh, and that's a 1948 Ford Tractor. Just to mix it up. I took this while up at my friend's land in Bonny Doon last week. We were hanging around up there before the Dead show.


Call Any Vegetable - Frank Zappa

Monday, October 15, 2007

Ever Wonder?


How much the U.S. spends on the eradication of a plant? Whether you approve, eschew, or even partake, $42 billion is a lot of money. Do you feel safer yet?

The War on Pot: America's $42 Billion Annual Boondoggle
By Rob Kampia, AlterNet
Posted on October 9, 2007

What would you buy if you had an extra $42 billion to spend every year? What might our government buy if it suddenly had that much money dropped onto its lap every year?

For one thing, it might pay for the entire $7 billion annual increase in the State Children's Health Insurance Program that President Bush is threatening to veto because of its cost -- and there'd still be $35 billion left over.

Or perhaps you'd hire 880,000 schoolteachers at the average U.S. teacher salary of $47,602 per year.

Or give every one of our current teachers a 30 percent raise (at a cost of $15 billion, according to the American Federation of Teachers) and use what's left to take a $27 billion whack out of the federal deficit.

Or use all $42 billion for a massive tax cut that would put an extra $140 in the pockets of every person in the country -- $560 for a family of four.

The mind reels at the ways such a massive sum of money could be put to use.

Why $42 billion? Because that's what our current marijuana laws cost American taxpayers each year, according to a new study by researcher Jon Gettman, Ph.D. -- $10.7 billion in direct law enforcement costs, and $31.1 billion in lost tax revenues. And that may be an underestimate, at least on the law enforcement side, since Gettman made his calculations before the FBI released its latest arrest statistics in late September. The new FBI stats show an all-time record 829,627 marijuana arrests in 2006, 43,000 more than in 2005.

That's like arresting every man, woman and child in the state of North Dakota plus every man, woman, and child in Des Moines, Iowa on marijuana charges ... every year. Arrests for marijuana possession -- not sales or trafficking, just possession -- totaled 738,916. By comparison, there were 611,523 arrests last year for all violent crimes combined.

Basing his calculations mainly on U.S. government statistics, Gettman concludes that marijuana in the U.S. is a $113 billion dollar business. That's a huge chunk of economic activity that is unregulated and untaxed because it's almost entirely off the books.

Of course, the cost of our marijuana laws goes far beyond lost tax revenues and money spent on law enforcement. By consigning a very popular product -- one that's been used by about 100 million Americans, according to government surveys -- to the criminal underground, we've effectively cut legitimate businesspeople out of the market and handed a monopoly to criminals and gangs.

Strangely, government officials love to warn us that some unsavory characters profit off of marijuana sales, while ignoring the obvious: Our prohibitionist laws handed them the marijuana business in the first place, effectively giving marijuana dealers a $113 billion free ride.

All this might make some sense if marijuana were so terribly dangerous that it needed to be banned at all costs, but science long ago came to precisely the opposite conclusion. Compared to alcohol, for example, marijuana is astonishingly safe. For one thing, marijuana is much less addictive than alcohol, with just nine percent of users becoming dependent, as opposed to 15 percent for booze. And marijuana is much less toxic. Heavy drinking is well-documented to damage the brain and liver, and to increase the risk of many types of cancer. Marijuana, on the other hand, has never caused a medically documented overdose death, and scientists are still debating whether even heavy marijuana use causes any permanent harm at all. And then there's violence. Again, the scientific findings are overwhelming: Booze incites violence and aggression; marijuana doesn't.

Despite all that, we now arrest one American every 38 seconds on marijuana charges. And we do so at a staggering cost in law enforcement expenses, lost tax revenues, and staggering profits for criminal gangs.

The alternative is clear: Regulate marijuana just as we do beer, wine, and liquor. The only thing lacking is the political will.

Rob Kampia is executive director of the Marijuana Policy Project in Washington, DC.

Sunday, July 29, 2007

'Round Here

Another shot of our garage/barn/ancient structure. There used to be a working sink out here.


Late-day shadow of a wind chime.


The squash has been loving the generous sunshine. These were volunteers in the compost, originally!



The baby-pink fuchsia. This was in sorry shape a few years ago, but I cut it way back, fed it regularly, and it responded nicely.

Saturday, June 09, 2007

Life During Wartime




My youngest, on guitar(s). The high school had their end-of-year barbecue bash last week. It was a fog-free day, which is always a bonus. Parents were invited. She played acoustic on an original song, written by the girl next to her. (first photo) Then she played electric guitar with different classmates. (second photo) They did "Brain Stew" by Green Day, and a rousing "Should I Stay or Should I Go?" by The Clash. It rocked. Hard. I believe that even Joe Strummer himself would have been honored. I was insanely proud, but kept my cool. (Didn't want to embarrass her more than absolutely necessary.) She has one more week as a freshman. Too much.

My pals from San Francisco arrive tomorrow morning, for a day visit. This is thrilling news. One of those buds is my Aiko Bro, so I can't wait. I've missed him, and look forward to some walking, talking, feasting, and laughter. Few friendships follow you through your life. This is one.


Then they will head homeward while the man and I watch the last-ever Sopranos. On Monday, I cancel our HBO until August 24, when Bill Maher comes back. I can't tolerate most television AT ALL these days. (besides Comedy Central, of course.) Especially the cable news networks. Imagine news networks that showed us 24-hour-a-day raw footage of the streets of Baghdad. Bombs, blood, bodies, and all. Instead of poor, pitiful, Paris Hilton. Too horrifyingly real? Perhaps, but I bet people would WAKE UP. Why won't they? Is CNN like Soma? How the hell is that stupid-spoiled-psycho-white bitch's pretend sorrow more important to this country than the real sorrow of thousands suffering? Someone, please explain it to me, because I am going (calmly and quietly) out of my mind over it. Time for yard work therapy.


Ugh, more youtube? Yep. Joe Strummer flashback:

Saturday, June 18, 2005

the sky is crying

(lately i think stevie ray vaughan was right)

maybe it really is crying. weeping is more accurate. up here on the north coast it's been raining most of the day today. last week there were three all-day-rainy days. lots of folks have been complaining. the thing is, lots of precipitation is an automatic up here. it always has been. however, we have had more rainfall this season than in a long, long time. gardening is a challenge so far. maybe we will have some warm weeks in september and october, and recoup some growing-time. who knows. the weather patterns have been chaotic here in the golden state over the last week or so. several earthquakes in the far-north and far-south. a tsunami north of us a few days back. one thing for sure... all of the rain has made everything just perfectly GREEN. my favorite. the tips of the redwood tree branches are nearly flourescent, and all of the ferns are curly and lush. me? i really do like the rain, and i always have. it is somehow appropriate right about now. however, it may be a rough year for tomatoes and peppers around here.