Yesterday was a bee kind of day for me. I write “kind of” because I didn’t actually get to work with bees, but almost the entire day was related to them. In the morning Katharina and I (accompanied by her two so well-behaved, understanding-beyond-their-age youngest daughters) met at the deCordova Museum. Our mission was to […]
OVER FIVE YEARS OF RIOT! This is the Riot for Abundance for Jan-May 2104. I know. I didn’t keep details for each month, so this is a mix of cold and warm months but averages will have to do. We had two extra adults for a while, but mostly it was for the three of […]
Homegrown rhubarb pie, icecream and fresh reading material.
Today I got a call from fellow beek Katharina, who had gotten a call from Haven artist Jarrett Mellenbruch, that a swarm had been caught in Beverly, MA and was on its way to the deCordova Museum. (Read how I got involved in this project in the first place. here) I gathered my equipment and […]
Yesterday Wayland Walks, a very active offshoot of Transition Wayland, arranged a long mushroom walk with author/adventurer/mycologist Lawrence, aka Larry, Millman (picture). It was packed with discoveries, learning and humor, as Larry has a great way of sharing his knowledge and is a fountain of mushroom lore. It had rained just before the walk so […]
Seems like ages ago when last year in August I harvested all those plump sumac berries from our Town’s Dump. I cut them up, then put them on screens in my storage attic, and forgot about them till last week. I went up there and brought the berries down. I was worried the berries weren’t […]
Over the weekend it started. The non-stop tiny patter-patter of black specks raining down from on high. You stand still and listen and it sounds like fizzing. We thought they were seeds on the patio, as much as possible under the umbrella, and didn’t think much of it, except : what fecundity! Billions of seeds! […]
About a month ago a man calls me up on the phone. “You’re a hard person to find!” is the first thing he says to me! “So how did you find me then?” is the first thing I say to him (after “hello?”). “Librarian.” So I knew it was about bees. Bob is an elderly […]
I planted all the dry beans in between sprinkles of rain. The perfect day: overcast, a little cool, the promise of rain. All but three beds are now occupied: squashes, zukes and cukes and tomatoes, peppers and eggplants still need to go in. And potatoes.
Today we took the floppy plastic off the hoop house. We want to re-bend the hoops, because most of them have un-bent themselves so much that at the top they meet in a point, which cuts into the plastic. But we’ll only do that next weekend. In the intervening week I hope the rain will […]