I have been reading this book.
The author is delightful and has such a great sense of humor.
The book is about how she and her family move from Arizona to
the Appalachian Mountains area, where they own a farm,
to begin living a life of farming and living
locally or what you might call a journey from the
industrial-food pipeline into a rural life setting.
There they vow to buy only food raised in their neighborhood,
grow it themselves, or learn to live without it.
From the moment I began reading this book I thought
of Deb at beecreative.typepad.com
This book is a must read for those of you who really
want to begin living locally.
Not only is the book fun to read she imparts quite a lot
of information about plants and more.
An excerpt from the book:
“I’ve measured my years by asparagus. I sweated to dig it
into countless yards I was destined to leave behind…for
no better reason than that I believe in vegetables in general.”
Gardeners are widely known and mocked for this
sort of fanaticism, but other people fast or walk long pilgrimmages
to honor the spirit of what they believe makes our world whole
and lovely. If we gardeners can, In the same spirit, put our heels to
the shovel, kneel before a trench holding tender roots, and
then wait three years for an edible incarnation (asparagus)
of the Spring equinox, who’s to make the call between ridiculous and
a wip I created in honor of this idea of living locally.
It is called grow and gather where you are.
a bird with bird feet…
a faint stamped crow to “echo” the other bird…
I still have to stitch the words, etc. but
you get the idea.