Yes, as a permaculturally handicapped urban person, it is true I was curious where you were going with all these paragraphs about goats, canning, and potato types… but I didn’t care because your exploits are all so fabulously rustic! And, on the subject of growing “colorful landscapes that delight the eye and calm the mind,” I want to say there are some very evocative photos here.
No, I meant they evoke a quiet, pre-industrial way of life. You know, when everybody actually knew the names of flowers and birds and actually knew how to do stuff.
“There something to be said for not constantly striving for perfection and being happy with good enough.” I know you hate extra links but here’s a theme song for this post. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=OezjWN44Ejc&pp=ygUYR29vZCBlbm91Z2ggbW9sbHkgdHV0dGxl
You are wise Lynn. Great post.
Yes, as a permaculturally handicapped urban person, it is true I was curious where you were going with all these paragraphs about goats, canning, and potato types… but I didn’t care because your exploits are all so fabulously rustic! And, on the subject of growing “colorful landscapes that delight the eye and calm the mind,” I want to say there are some very evocative photos here.
I am the Martha Stewart of rusticity. By evocative, do you mean provocative? I don't mean them to be.
No, I meant they evoke a quiet, pre-industrial way of life. You know, when everybody actually knew the names of flowers and birds and actually knew how to do stuff.