Now that we've attended to Groundhog Day, we'd be remiss not to mention that today's date: 02022020, is a Palindrome Day in a number of date formats.
squirrels belong in trees, not houses
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Sans segue, we now note there was a fair amount of excitement around here last night. Somehow a squirrel, large red or small gray, got into the house and the dogs discovered the critter. Nip and tuck, back and forth, around and about the squirrel fled with the dogs in pursuit. Actually, I think the border collie crossbreed was trying to herd the critter and the yellow lab cross was chasing the border collie, but I'll never be able to prove that. I had left the deck walkout door open while I supervised the chase and eventually the dogs encouraged the critter to head outside. The rugs are a little the worse for wear, the dogs were breathing hard, and I think I heard the squirrel chortle "stupid dogs" as it leapt to freedom. Never a dull moment in this country living routine.
do we really need all the corn we grow?
Photo by J. Harrington
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I've found yet another windmill at which to tilt: how does the average grocery shopper benefit by purchasing local and/or organic foods at a co-op, farmers market or through a community supported agriculture share? I'm not questioning whether there are benefits. I'm trying to document what they are, who enjoys them (consumer versus public benefits), who pays for them and how. Ideally, I'd like to work up a balance sheet and value proposition that lets us subsidize public benefits (with certifications and/or audits) with public dollars and make local and organic foods more cost competitive. Michael Pollans books, such as The Omnivores Dilemma and Cooked triggered my thinking about this and years of working on water quality that, do to federal Clean Water Act limitations, failed to include limits on agricultural runoff, have me wondering whose holding the short end of several sticks. I'm convinced that the system we currently have, which seems more supportive of an industrial agricultural model and Concentrated Animal Feeding Operations is among the least desirable. How do we, as a society, rebalance things?
Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front
by Wendell Berry
Love the quick profit, the annual raise,vacation with pay. Want moreof everything ready-made. Be afraidto know your neighbors and to die.And you will have a window in your head.Not even your future will be a mysteryany more. Your mind will be punched in a cardand shut away in a little drawer.When they want you to buy somethingthey will call you. When they want youto die for profit they will let you know.So, friends, every day do somethingthat won’t compute. Love the Lord.Love the world. Work for nothing.Take all that you have and be poor.Love someone who does not deserve it.Denounce the government and embracethe flag. Hope to live in that freerepublic for which it stands.Give your approval to all you cannotunderstand. Praise ignorance, for what manhas not encountered he has not destroyed.Ask the questions that have no answers.Invest in the millennium. Plant sequoias.Say that your main crop is the forestthat you did not plant,that you will not live to harvest.Say that the leaves are harvestedwhen they have rotted into the mold.Call that profit. Prophesy such returns.Put your faith in the two inches of humusthat will build under the treesevery thousand years.Listen to carrion — put your earclose, and hear the faint chatteringof the songs that are to come.Expect the end of the world. Laugh.Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyfulthough you have considered all the facts.So long as women do not go cheapfor power, please women more than men.Ask yourself: Will this satisfya woman satisfied to bear a child?Will this disturb the sleepof a woman near to giving birth?Go with your love to the fields.Lie easy in the shade. Rest your headin her lap. Swear allegianceto what is nighest your thoughts.As soon as the generals and the politicoscan predict the motions of your mind,lose it. Leave it as a signto mark the false trail, the wayyou didn’t go. Be like the foxwho makes more tracks than necessary,some in the wrong direction.Practice resurrection.
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