A Hemp Victory Garden?

Maybe it would save our economy. Just keep the banks away from it.

Green Porno!

The Sound of Onions

Some of the best things about having a garden are the way your senses are awakened. The blue of the broccoli leaves in contrast to the greens of the rest of the garden and the way the water beads on those leaves like they are something made of rubber. The instant garlicly smell when the bulbs are out of the ground, and the papery, hollow sound of onion leaves when they are disturbed by a breeze.

It's a phenomonal feat to grow the tallest sunflower when you're the smallest gardener, and

imagine your surprise when the potates are pulled up and they are the color of cherries! And we haven't even described the taste of plump sugar snap peas from the vine, a handfull of homegrown blueberries, roasted chioga beets, or homegrown potato salad with your own onions, herbs, and dill...

What will we remember of this summer? A successful garden? The great music we heard? The long car trips? Camping in the rain? Dancing in the twilight to Seth and May? Peddling clothes?

Probably that, but mostly the time we spent together...

in the UP on Lake Superior, running and laughing on the beach!

God is Nature, Heaven is Earth.

New Computer, New Apartment, and Tomatoes!

Well, lots has changed since the computer burglar struck. Thank you to everyone who "Burgled Me Back" by buying something from my silly little sale on Etsy! I was able to buy a new
used computer and actually managed to make an upgrade to a MacBook Pro, which, as you know, they only let Pros use.


I also decided to move out of my apartment (new place pictured above) because the slumlord that I paid rent to never fixed the lock on the door that lead to the break-in. I'll keep this rant simple: he hired some idiots to "fix" the lock TWO WEEKS after the break-in and because they were hacks (i.e. happened to own a screwdriver, a step ladder and had two hours to spare) they adjusted, but didn't fix, the lock. As far as Slumlord was concerned, the lock was "fixed" because he made a call to those jokers and therefore he was off the hook. What a jack ass. Don't worry, I told him so.

So I moved all the way up to Queens where I'll have a better commute to Hunter College in the fall. I have to say it. Queens is pretty great. Quiet at night and nary a hipster in sight. Cheaper than Brooklyn, too!

NOW, as some of you may know I threatened to grow tomato plants some months ago. I am a former plant murderer and decided I would like to reform my murderous ways by keeping some plants alive for a change. (Note: It's not that I enjoy murdering plants or ever intend to, I just can't help my lazy ways.) I thought tomato plants would be a good place to start the reform process because if I keep them alive, I get to eat tomatoes. Simple and delicious plan.

For the first few months they lived on a roof top in Brooklyn. Now they are cozy along the front of my Queens apartment and kept company by a bunch of other leafy friends. ("other plants" if that insinuation wasn't clear) The tomatoes were ready to eat this week and I have to say it: I do not like the "Better Bush" variety. Not good. The Romas weren't really that good either. Too mushy. The Grape Tomatoes are the clear winners for me. Tiny and firm, that's how I like 'em.

Summertime and the Living is Easy

Swiss Chard

Onions and volunteer pumpkin

Second Romaine type lettuces under the pea trellis

Salad Bar- wear your furry bunny suit

Strawberries soon to be jam

My hot spot

Pinks

Summertime

Two Robberies Don't Make a Right....

...but it may help me buy another computer.

Did I think I could live in an affordable neighborhood in New York without getting robbed from time to time? Of course not. So, really, it wasn't such a shock to come home to an openly pillaged apartment this week. Not that I expect this to happen, I just wasn't shocked is all I'm saying.

What I WAS shocked about was the flood of NYPD that followed. Six total, two of whom dusted for fingerprints all over our kitchen (see photos of a lovely black powder)

They, or He, or She took my laptop and my roommate's lap top and left a knife in my bed. A little eepy-cray, no? So, I'm running a sale on WOOLANDBRICK.ETSY.COM called BURGLE ME BACK. I was robbed, so I'm putting a ton of stuff on sale in order to raise money to buy a new computer. I know it's corny, but the prices are so low, it's like you're robbing me! I know, I know....I'll be lucky to sell anything with a gimmick that low brow. But that's how I roll.

So check out some crazy-low prices at WOOL + BRICK, they'll be up for the next month and I'll keep you posted on what my replacement computer is.

Reptiles and Dandelions

Oh May! The earth is thawed and ready to plant. I know this because all of a sudden there are turtles cruising through from pond to pond and most of all, there are large snakes everywhere!! They spy on me and follow me through the garden. They stick their little pink tongues out at me and the tall grass moves in such a way that you know something is steadily sliding through. I see them curled on my straw piles in the sun, and they love to startle me- they think it's funny.

Maybe we should mow the "lawn" to get rid of all the snakes, but it is so lovely covered in dandelion blooms. Joe wants to know if I'm trying to make a statement.

Statement: "We don't apply toxic herbicides to our lawn/eco-system/watershed."

And besides, dandelions have a lot of health benefits. If I could just get the kids to eat my dandelion stew, steamed dandelion salad, or lion's casserole...

Everyday this week I was given a warm, mushy handful of the familiar yellow flower and told "Happy Mudders Day! Keep them forever."

There is finally food out there- asparagus, chives, lettuce, and kale. Rumors of morels in the orchard have gotten us out hunting, but to no avail....

Greetings to those urban tomatoes with the view of the New York City skyline!!