How Many Will Come?

Tomorrow is the big Moving Planet Rally, at 3:50 pm (!)  in Boston. Transition Wayland is leading the Walk to Walden in the morning.  For  the local event, the Walk, we did big (local) publicity and emailed hundreds of people, communities and organizations in town. We built and painted sandwich boards that went up at the three major intersections. My friend Wen Stephenson wrote beautifully about why he is Walking to Walden tomorrow in an op-ed in the Boston Globe, which was voted one of the five best Thursday columns this week by the AtlanticWire, and was re-published in an expanded version in Grist.

How  many will come? It’s always hard to know. Before our meetings, which we hold in different places each time, our hosts invariably ask: how many chairs will you need? I always laugh and say: it’s a surprise!

The thing is, it doesn’t matter how many come. If tomorrow it’s the same old people, it’ll be worth it. We’ll get to know each other better. We’ll carry the banner. We’ll go.

Help Us Move the Planet on September 24

Dear friends,
I hope this email finds you well and that your Summer/Winter was as fruitful as mine. I even have a perfect ending for it: a rally for a better future!
On Saturday 24 September people all over the world will come together in a global event called Moving Planet. Our presence will send a clear and positive message that it’s time to get serious about our climate and energy future, about moving beyond fossil fuels.
I am sending this letter to several hundreds of people, all over the world. There should be something on that day for each of you, and if not, organize something! You can find out more at www.moving-planet.org/
It will only work if you and I participate. And if you know what I’ve been up to for the last couple of months, you know that I take that “you and I” quite literally, quite seriously!
For those of you nearer by, Boston is one of at least five major U.S. cities where simultaneous big events will take place. From 4 to 6 pm there will be a peaceful, festive rally at Columbus Park on the waterfront. Check out moving-newengland.org/ Twitter: @Moving_Planet and @MovingNE Facebook: Moving Planet New England. I hope to see you there!
If you’re even closer by, how about joining me earlier at Walden Pond for a “Thoreau moment”, then walking with us to Concord to catch the train into Boston? That way you will be part of the “Great Muster of the West,” a confluence onto trains on the MBTA Fitchburg/South Acton and Framingham/Worcester lines. We’ll ride into Boston together and have plenty of time to talk and meet new friends. Let’s fill up those trains, make lots of noise and have fun!
Or, even more wild, join us on a historic Walk from Wayland to Walden (5.5 miles north on Rt. 126, a beautiful walk, under 2 hours, with a sidewalk path nearly the entire distance). Details are available on www.transitionwayland.org/.
Will you come? Will you spread the word? Will you bring a group?
Remember Wendell Berry’s poem, the Manifesto of the Mad Farmer Liberation Front? That line: Laugh. Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful though you have considered all the facts. “Let’s consider the facts together and make laughter and hope in each other’s company.
I’ll be there. Will you?
Comment for your thoughts, your plans, your questions. Let us know where you will be moving the planet.
Kaat

What Have I Been Up to All Summer?

I’m at my desk, not working, in the warming sun – wearing a sweater again – enjoying a coffee and listening to Bach’s Matthew Passion (Emma Kirkby soprano) after what must be years, that particular piece of music, not the rest. Though, honestly, it feels like years since I’ve sat here not frantically writing emails, composing spreadsheets and posters, tinkering with sundry websites… Just relaxing, writing.

You’ve noticed, I’m sure!

Here’s what I’ve been up to.

A lot of my Summer went to  Moving Planet New England, with grass-roots and person-to-person outreach to many organizations, large and small, in some 20 communities in the Metrowest, trying to get them all to board the same train into Boston on 24 September. I have met many great people and learned a lot from them: how to motivate and support people, how to “work the press” and organize a big event.

Moving Planet is a regional effort for me as well as a local one, since Transition Wayland will make a (hopefully) big showing at the Rally after Walking to Walden and then hopping on that (hopefully) packed train. Now that the flurry of regional outreach is done, we’re working on banners and billboards.

Transition Wayland is taking off again after the Summer doldrums, during which many of our people were traveling. After Moving Planet and Walking to Walden we’re kicking off a big communal project called Wayland Walks – mm, anyone see a pattern here? Our town is big on conservation, and we have many woods, wetlands and trails  protected against development. But many of these trails have fallen off the map. No one walks these trails any longer, owners don’t even know a trail (and easement) runs through their property, and many have become impassable, forgotten. The plan is to put all of it back on the map. We will develop an online, interactive map where groups and individuals can record their walks. We’ll also help organize group tours with themes and experts: someone who can identify the birds or plants, connect us spiritually with our little piece of the Earth, help us do holistic science near the watershed, or regale us with local history.  That way we’ll locate these trails, assess their condition, and invite friendly conversations with the property owners. The idea is to light up the map by the 375th Anniversary of Wayland and build great community and sense of place.

There, that’s  the pitch.  You like it?

The idea is not for Transition Wayland to organize this, of course (the thought!) but to initiate the project and to  facilitate its organization. We’ll get all the conservation, trail, nature and community groups in Wayland together in a room and see what we can come up with.

We’re also showing the movie In Transition 1.0 – and people are *loving* it – and doing our Climate Change event, called Treading Water at different locations, speaking with the local Clergy, and in October we’ll actually be doing the sermon for a large congregation. People are recognizing us and the responses are always encouraging. I’ve many thoughts that I want to share about Transition….

The Green Team is school-related but that doesn’t mean we’re off in Summer. It runs all year long now that it has taken on some big projects. The biggest one at the moment is composting and deep recycling in the entire school district, a coup for Massachusetts. We spent one whole hot week in Summer building compost bins and now we’re training the kids and staff at one school to get the system down. Once that pilot is successful, we’ll quickly help the other schools do the same.

Here I am working on a bin

The Green Team was my “entry” in volunteering and the Wayland community at large, last year, and it was thanks to this passionate and encouraging group that I came to believe that Transition Wayland would be possible, and that I could do it.

~

Wait a moment! “At my desk, not working”?! My coffee’s cold, the music stopped a while ago…  I’ll sign off now, and go tend my garden.

Riot for Austerity – Month 34

We’re back. On Sunday, Irene knocked down a couple of trees on our block, which mostly missed people, houses and cars, but got hung up on the electricity cables. Power was restored yesterday, after four days. More on that, later. First:

This is the Riot for the month of August 2011. August saw ebbs and flows of people at our house. Averaging them out, we were 4.9 people (roughly, 3.9 adults, 1 child). Throw me a bone and call it 5. Our first year’s averages were calculated here, our second year’s averages can be found here.

Sharon is getting the Riot up and running agai on Facebook. Edson fixed the calculator! My Wayland friend Andrea has started her own Riot and began, bravely, with electricity.

Gasoline.  Calculated per person.

11.09 gallons per person

26% of the US National Average

Electricity. We got our first bill after the installation of our solar, which was tuned on  on 9 August. It has been a sunny month, and the array is performing wonderfully – except when the grid is down and the whole thing shuts down, no matter how sunny the days after a hurricane.

Solar doesn’t get as high a “percentage discount” (as a green technology) as wind does, but there not being a new Riot percentage calculator yet, and to make it easier on my calculations, I’m counting solar and wind as the same, percentage-wise.

The calculator reckons per household (5 people), not per person.

312 KWH (our solar) and 154 KWH (NSTAR wind) =466 KWH total

13% of the US National Average

Heating Oil and Warm Water. This too is calculated for the entire household, not per person. It’s up from the last Riot because there were more of us using the hot water for showers, which is basically all our heating oil is used for these days.

9.35 7.15 gallons of oil

17% 11.6% of the US National Average

{UPDATE} 3 Jan 2012: The way I have been calculating our heating oil consumption is by reading off the furnace how many hours it ran, then multiplying it by .85 because that’s the amount of gallons of oil I *thought* it used. Now DH just told me that our furnace is more efficient than that and the correct number is .65. Hence the correction

Trash. After recycling and composting this usually comes down to mainly food wrappers.

10 lbs. pp per month

7% of the US National Average

Water. This is calculated per person.

504 gallons pp.

16% of the US National Average

350 Poems – Poem 3

This video poem was created on 25 August 2011 and sent off – digitally, exceptionally – on the same day. Also exceptionally, the recipient sent me his poem first. That was a wonderful surprise! Thank you!

I also got back several beautiful, original poems from both the first and the second addressees. The first actually sent me three. That way we’ll make it to 350 much faster.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DIY8HrzeEi0

I was battening down the hatches when I saw the bees streaming in and ran inside to get the camera. What a treat to have witnessed that.

Batten Down the Hatches

So that flaming ball of churning energy is probably heading for us, driving wind, heavy rain and the threat of tornadoes ahead of it. We hardly felt the weather that spawned the tornadoes that destroyed Springfield and Monson, not too far from here, in western Massachusetts, in June. But that doesn’t mean it will spare us again.

As I wedge heavy rocks between the garden beds and the long plank that holds down the cover of the hoop house, set a rock on the beehive and  bring the potted trees inside, as well as anything else that I can imagine flying off, I think of McKibben’s line, about Eaarth,  where “the wind blows harder; more rain falls; the sea rises.” Yes, that’s here.

So check out  the people getting arrested in front of the White House because they’re speaking out against the Tar Sands Pipeline, putting their freedom on the line for a planet that is teetering on the edge. Be with them, if only in your thoughts. Eaarth is bad.  But if can get a lot worse if we don’t do something.

Arrived!

I harvested the last potatoes yesterday and got two surprises. First, when I pulled the straw away, there was this:

The first time  I noticed this dark, crumbly soil, I thought there was something wrong with it. Did some sort of cement get into it? What insect does this? Is it good? Then I realized. A few days later I told a friend who used to be a farmer and she said: “You’ve arrived!”

Yes. It’s worm poop! A half inch deep layer over the entire 4×8′ bed! Here’s a closer look:

M-mm!

Then I started digging up the potatoes – all the Keuka Golds I had left in because they were unaffected by the brown spot. I had high hopes because the plants were healthy and the only of my potatoes that actually flowered.  Well, plant after plant came out but I found hardly any potatoes! It was only when I reached the other side of the bed that I discovered what had happened. I plunged in my potato fork and eek! I had speared a fat, loudly squeaking vole! Startled, I shook it off my fork over the fence. Later I came across two more voles and took a picture of them.

Funny creatures. Unfortunately for me and for that one very unlucky one, we both like potatoes!