Damn! We hadn’t wanted it to be inside. But given the iffy off-and-on rainy weather, we had prepared for either inside or outside. And so, yes, it ended up inside, just like a winter dinner, in the middle of summer. Oh well! But first, a bit of reflection. I see where more people in the…
via GREEN ACRES VILLAGE, August 22-26, Part 1: Community Dinner, Inside!
Two days ago, we had just finished brunch and pod meeting where, in a light-hearted manner, we brainstormed on the amazing new ventures we’re planning. One hour later, this! Gabby grabbed them in slow motion. YES! What does the dragonfly symbolize? The post Green Acres Village: DRAGONFLY INFUSION! appeared first on .
So much, too much, so much! Between Thursday community dinners, twice weekly work parties, special pod-only events, including movie nights and a brunch to welcome back Alex who was gone for the summer, figuring out an actual budget (first time ever!), on and on . . . we are truly beginning to “take it to the next level”…
This past Monday’s work day was a short one but a lot of mulching was accomplished on the corner of DeKist and Overhill. Ann got started early while many of us were still getting our shoes on! It was a humid August morning, though unusually cool.
One of many lovely sunflowers to grace Green Acres, thanks to our aptly named housemate, Daisy. She planted many throughout our gardens and common areas and they are cheerful additions, just like her!
Andreas joins Ann and gets instructions on what the morning’s goals are for the corner, outside the fence of the main garden. You can see many weeds on the road, ready to be hauled away.
Surprise lilies [also known as resurrection lilies or naked ladies] look stunning against the dark purples and greens of the perilla growing along the outside of the garden fence on DeKist Street.
Camden [R] joins Andreas to get instructions for where to lay the newspaper and wood chips. This is where I put the camera away to help remove pulled weeds and wheelbarrow mulch to the corner.
After several wheelbarrow loads, another ‘surprise’ was found amongst the wood chips…
Andreas spotted the baby bunny and picked it up. We believe there must have been a rabbit hutch inside the wood chip pile which unfortunately got disturbed as we were shoveling.
I made several attempts to place our friend near the mulch pile, hoping its mama would come looking for it. The little critter kept jumping back in my hand! Concerned, I placed him in a box with a warm shirt and looked up instructions on what to do. I was told to place the box near where it was found for 4 hours!
That simply wasn’t an option with the many cats in the neighborhood, including our ace mouser, Max. I opted instead to call a local wildlife care facility and was instructed to bring the baby bunny in for rearing. Daisy and I delivered the fur baby safely to the big-hearted, all volunteer staff at Wild Care, Inc. I can’t recommend them enough and would encourage everyone donate toward their efforts! Find out more about them, learn how you can help wild critters and donate here: http://wildcareinc.org/
After our good deed for the day, I tagged along with Daisy while she did her grocery shopping. I was noticing how expensive some items are that are really unnecessary [I agree with my friend Max at Wake Up News, who has words about cold brew coffee — just plain silly!] I didn’t spend a dime at the store myself — I decided to do a little shopping right outside our door:
Three tomato varieties, Yukon gold potatoes, red onions and green peppers. YUM! The next big harvest: beans, beans and more beans! Until next time…
Love and rocket stoves,
Gabrielle
After a month’s hiatus, we came back, and with a vengeance, showing off our new outdoor kitchen! Here it is, ready for our second August community dinner this Thursday, two days hence. Notice the cloth covers — over the dishes and silverware, which we can now leave outside, with folks cleaning their own dishes immediately. […]
Read more at Exopermaculture: Green Acres Village, August 8, second post: COMMUNITY DINNERS RECONVENE