Category Archives: Village
Early to mid-August, in two parts: CSA, Community Dinner, Pool Party, Work Parties — plus poison ivy and synchronicity!
Mid-July Updates: New flag, pole in hole, Shadow intervention, Community Dinner, CSA harvest and prospect, plus shape-shifting Andreas!
So much going on here! Not sure what I’ve already posted on this site, and which made it only into the exopermaculture.com site; so if any of these updates introduce a subject for the first time for you, then check exopermaculture!
New Earth Flag, that is. The old one finally got so grungy and faded that I actually noticed it! — and ordered a new one immediately. However, I shouldn’t be surprised, given that it only cost $6.95, that the material of the new flag is flimsier; so how long will the flag last? Meanwhile, the Earth herself seems to be getting flimsier, more and more fragile, thanks to human beings and our continuing obsession with getting the biggest bang for the buck . . .
POLE in HOLE
The infamous hole discovered during the Pluto opposition to the last New Moon is receiving visitors. A few days ago, my son Colin Cudmore came to inspect it, and agreed with Rebecca that it’s probably the remains of an old cistern, and that in any case, it does hold water, and could be used for overflow from the roof when our large containers fill to the top. Good!
They took a metal pole and pounded it down through the muck, to finally hit what seemed to be a bottom. Conclusion? Hole is four feet deep, with three feet of muck under standing water. We plan to dig out the hole and create a pond for the extra roof water.
In any case, that’s the idea now. It may change. Meanwhile, I still do wonder what “caused” the hole, how long it’s been there, and how long it’s been growing. One person suggested that it may be another symptom of an “expanding earth”? True?
Puppy Shadow continued to show signs of total obsession and exhaustion, not to mention personality disintegration, due to 24/7 guarding the bone that was way too big for him to eat.
Here it is, in his bed with him.
Under the kitchen table . .
Regular spot on the rug . . .
Dan and Alex finally felt sorry for the little guy, and took it away. While we all enjoyed our reflections on the mental and emotional disorders that attend excessive greed for “stuff,” I’m glad that they had mercy on him. He’s back to his normal self!
As we get ready for this week’s regular Thursday Community Dinner, on the patio out back tonight. here are a few pics from last week. As usual, a great time was held by all, including three new people — two dear old female friends of Mariella’s from afar, and one who is here from Australia to visit his Bloomington parents. That one, Keith (green t-shirt below), peppered me with questions, especially as to how to ignite and nurture social permaculture. He’s currently studying to become a permaculture designer.
At one point, Roberto boldly struck out into the 78-tomato-plant patch behind, and grabbed the very first two ripe tomatoes. He says it’s all he gets from this week’s CSA, since Mariella gets all the rest (they are dividing a 1/2 share).
Last week’s Friday harvest, besides various greens, finally ripened enough to include some heftier items — one squash, and one tomato for each half-share. Plus more of our value-added offerings. This time? Lemon balm tea and tinctures, made with plants grown here on this land.
Tomorrow’s Friday harvest promises much more. The tomatoes are out in force, and we’ve already had to harvest a bowl full of them plus summer squash.
We always tell Andreas that he should not ruin those amazing hands of his with our garden work. But he persists.
Last Saturday evening, I and some lucky few others, got to attend his glorious, deeply felt and intricately precise 90 minute recital at the Brown County Art Guild —
— — the same pieces he has prepared for an international piano competition in New Orleans, to be streamed live starting this Sunday evening. Wish him well!
Spring has finally sprung. Earth and her earthlings are humming with new life. This is the first of three posts, one documenting a regular event (weekly dinners), the next, a first time for this season (CSA), and the third, one of an ongoing series of lessons (compost).
Dinner was a relaxed affair, even though John had promised some sort of surprise presentation after dinner. Mariella took photos, all from her chair. First, her selfie . .
But then, when the time came, after John’s brief discussion of the possibility of Mariella dancing while he read poetry out loud . . .
But then it started to rain, and the party broke up. So that was the surprise!
Last night’s Thursday Dinner was held at the second DeKist house, with able and willing hosts John (on left) and Andreas.
As usual, at this house where there is a large living room, we ate dinner in small clusters.
Lots of grinning.
Afterwards, as planned for this evening (and why we needed the big, bare floor living room!), Mariella put on salsa music and introduced us to salsa dancing.
Then someone got the wild idea to “do the limbo.”