Meme Time in Humpty Dumpty World

June 22, 2022

Good afternoon! It’s 93° in Bloomington Indiana, which feels like 103°, given the humidity.

This morning I woke up at 5:00 AM. Shadow and I walked from 5:30 to 6:30, greeting the post-Solstice sun as it rose. Then, I ate breakfast and planted nine coleus plants a neighbor had gifted us. Then, I watered everything. Then, I went with Marita to the World Market, where we bought two 20 pound bags of basmati rice, and three giant containers of tahini, to help increase our “food security” storage. Then . . . Then, I was exhausted, and it was only 11 AM! So, for the first time in my long life I lay down for a nap before lunch, and didn’t arise until 12:45 PM . . . which shocked me. What happened to my precious schedule, the pattern I’ve created to move through each day with relative ease and productivity?

I ate lunch, and then had to go out again, to the vet for two prescriptions for Shadow (one for his eyes, a gel twice a day; the other a monthly flea medication that works so far). Then, to our local co-op, to buy a few sale items.

So I made a big adjustment today in my schedule, and it “threw me off.” I’m still trying to “regroup.” But then, every day seems to require some new adjustment, some fiddling with trivia while Rome burns, during this climactic era when the whole world feels like Humpty Dumpty, tumbling down.

Here are a few new memes, touching on a few of many concerns that we are all feel/face, one way or another. Presented without comment.

 

And I didn’t even get to Covid, or Ukraine, or CRT, or roaring inflation, or pedophilia, or the fraudulent 2020 election, or Nancy’s third impeachment attempt, or the border tsunami . . . or, or, or. There’s no end to the intense stressors, but: let us remember!

 

Summer Solstice Offerings — and beyond!

June 21, 2022

Today was Tuesday morning work party in Green Acres Permaculture Village. A few of us looked around at the surplus, and decided it’s time to begin to share this new summer’s bounty.

From there, I went out to my self-declared job of weeding the front corner beyond the fence — vines galore! all of them attempting to weave together what would like to remain apart!

About two hours later, I looked outside in the front, and saw podmate Joseph putting the finishing touches on what he and podmate Daniel had decided to do, put a small table out front with daily offerings, along with an unlocked and unsecured donation box.

The first three offerings? Garlic scapes, kale, and mugwort starts, with suggestions as to how to prepare them as food, or, with mugwort, where and why to plant.

I asked him to wait there while I run to get the ipad. He did.

As he says, it may take a few days for neighbors and others who walk by to get used to this idea. We’ll see how many would like to plant mugwort starts for future yield; we’ll see if they can be trusted with the donation box . . .

This new offerings table sits right next to our Little Free Library, which for the past five years has featured “strangers” continuously exchanging books and magazines. The gift economy at work! Here’s hoping for a happier, healthier world where folks with surplus of any kind are naturally moved to share with others. Mutual sharing and exchange. The way Nature does it. Weaving together what would like to remain apart.