A good night's sleep, chocolate, the happiness and satisfaction of sharing on AgingCare forum. Does anyone have some favorite things to think about? Yes, this phrase is from the song in the movie "The sound of Music". My husband and I often resort to using movie lines and song to improve communication. We were the only two in a gathering of people who heard the background music playing. We both had the same (cassette tape/CD). A connection bringing two people together. To this day, we crack up when one uses a simple movie line to make a serious point.
SO, What is one of your favorite movie line, some of your favorite things?
Guess I should get out more and go to the beach.
I wasn't aware that Quebec was a maple syrup producer; I believe Vermont is, but I always thought of Quebec as being very cosmopolitan, not that that doesn't preclude back to the land living for folks in more rural areas.
In a few decades, children will have to learn about making maple syrup by going to nature museums.
It never ceases to fascinate me how people before our current generation learned how to use so much of what nature has to offer. I confess if I want syrup I go to the grocery store. But if I had maples instead of the prolific unwanted junk trees, I might be tempted to tap a tree just for the experience of it. It's innately satisfying to find sources of food and shelter directly, without going to Home Depot, Lowe's, or other store, but just going out into one's back yard.
Decades ago when Rodale's New Shelter magazine and Mother Earth News were the mantras of people concerned with pollution, earth sheltered homes, energy conservation, etc., MEN provided plans to build a cider press. I still have those magazines, and someday I still want to build a cider press to make my own cider from apple trees which I still have yet to plant.
I think I've seen Harrowsmith, years ago, probably at Borders.
Organic Living is kind of glitzy now. But issues as to what's truly organic are still being debated; there's another term now for a version of "organic" but I can't remember what it is. Maybe I need some organic spinach to boost my brain power. Or chocolate.
Seaweed is also a great fertilizer. We used to get a trailer load and put it on our gardens. My roses loved it.
There is also some thought that it may contribute to throat cancer.
Something weird has been happening ever since I had my little mental meltdown, random strangers and neighbours keep showing up to help me clear the snow out of my driveway. Today it was a neighbour I've never met before, and even though I was already 95% finished it was a welcome surprise. I told the universe I needed more support... answered prayers??
That must be an unusual city though to allow horses, unless you're in the west someplace (not asking, just commenting).
Veronica, I wasn't aware that chicken manure might contribute to throat cancer. I understand that chicken manure is ammonia scented, and that's obviously not healthy.
Did some quick checking and found that arsenic in chicken feed could be a contributing factor. My friends who raise chickens are all organic gardeners, so I'm sure they wouldn't be using any feed with arsenic. Some of the chickens also dine in the gardens, so there's certainly no issue of arsenic there.
Thanks for raising this issue; I'm going to check further.
Willie, perhaps the neighbors spread the word that you could use assistance? It's amazing how much neighbors chatter about other neighbors! I'm glad to read that you're getting snow removal assistance though.
We've gotten close to 20" of snow in the past 10 days, with 2 storms just a few days apart. I guess when I fall over out there in the snow, someone might consider that I could use some help.
Sorry, just having a little pity party for myself today, I guess. Tired of life in general today.
I've noticed when I'm tired and almost panting, I'm more likely to get help from people in the neighborhood. I haven't tried sitting or falling down in the snow yet.
Maybe I need to do that - fall down in the snow and see if someone decides I need help. Then when they show up, I'll just pop up like a jack in the box and scare the heck out of them. (evil laugh) Limping around on my twisted knee doesn't seem to work.
A few weeks ago when I was tackling a multi day major dumping with bronchitis I was feeling desperate enough to run up and down the street waving a fifty dollar bill.