Category Archives: some amazing people i happen to know

How to prevent neck pain while working at a computer.

this is a very short blog post by one of my teachers of how to prevent neck pain while working at a computer

Thank you Cindy Black at Big Tree School of Natural Healing for writing this!

And to my brilliant sister for the suggestion to share it!

Here are gratuitous pictures of Sophie & Izzy.





Thank you Jenny for sharing them along


Seeding day & thoughts about this time of year.

another Sunday seeding at Nook & Cranny Farm



Bob is super zippy & filled most of the 4-packs with the seed-starting mix

While I did most of the seeding

More shallots & lettuce, spinach, cabbage, mizuna, mustard, arugula, & 2 types of kale

I might be forgetting something



The greenhouse soon filled up with trays



Every available flat surface was covered

I joked it was time to build another greenhouse 







Even the shelf behind the packing area was utilized



And after a final watering in for the week, a few sprouts emerged

It was in the low 20s today

And snowy

Just on the cusp of Maple Syrup season.



These 4 foot icicles are at another place I work, taken on a sunnier day



And a distant view of the partially frozen lake

A lot of people are really ready for Spring

Lots of grumping.

But this time of year feels special to me

It’s intense, but can change rapidly some years, so it feels extra super special

I always hope the shift is slow



I wish for a good, long Maple Syrup run



The snowmen have lived long lives this winter


Growing season has begun.

It’s still quite the February here

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With lots of snow cover & temperatures beginning to swing up to the high 20s during the daytime

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This is the logo at a small CSA I’m working for

True to its name, the 2 acre organic farm is planted wherever there is space to grow something

Today was my first day back seeding lettuce & alliums

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My friend Bob & his sons already had started hearty greens the day before

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As I prepared the seeding mix

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Bob tidied up the other half of the greenhouse

I have no idea how he rolled the remay into such a tidy ball, but there it was

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He runs a tight ship, keeping things organized & easy to use when needed

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It was downright balmy in the greenhouse

But the water was ice cold, so I wore rubber gloves while filling trays with the damp seeding mix

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As I prepared the trays
Bob began to work on the scallions

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And I began the lettuces
2 to 3 in each cell

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Such tiny seeds…

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The sun came out & it got hot in the greenhouse
Which was surprising & bizarre…
As it has maybe been 6 months since it was last that warm…

Bob got the fans going & reset the thermostats so the fans would turn on automatically

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We finished up the rest of the onions & shallots
27 trays in all
With more to come next week

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I hope to interview Bob about Nook & Cranny some time soon


Good morning from Caroline.

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Yesterday
Three people asked:
So, do you have any big plans for the weekend?

And for a noticed second
I thought about it,
Yes, there was a relatively big plan. Continue reading


Shared mind, connecting mind.

I often feel “stopped” from within
Because of a belief that I don’t know enough

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But what if it’s okay that I know what I know, and that more will be revealed in time, and that
Perhaps most importantly
It’s not for me to know or understand everything

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I woke up this morning with the beginning lyrics from the song “This Land is Your Land” by Woody Guthrie

And thinking about the mind, and minds, and
Well, this land.

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What if…

In the places where there is an abundant boatload of sunshine
(Hello, Southwest)
Solar was the means to harness energy…

In the places where there are many winds
(Hello, Midwest, hello, Southwest)

And

In the places where there are often boatloads of snow & rain
(Hello, Northeast, Midwest, Northwest)

That these continual, changing weathers and resources could be shared among all

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And doing so in a way that would least harm or disrupt critters & wild places

Solar in the sunny places (on already existing rooftops so as not to disrupt wild places)

Wind turbines in the windy places (low enough so as not to disrupt the air beings)

Drains & Cisterns & pipe lines for places with abundant rains, snow, floods (pipe water instead of gas!! & maybe the heavily used rivers & aquifers will replenish themselves)

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O I can hear the naysayers in my mind
O they are vicious and cruel
“What do you know?”
“You have no @$&;ing idea how to do that”
Etc.

But here’s the deal
Someone, as I write this
Is FLYING
In a plane above my head
And
there is light where I am even though it’s dark outside

So I may not know how
I don’t have the mind of an engineer
I wish I did

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But I don’t

And that’s okay
I believe in shared mind, or connecting minds
I have a mind that sees connections & knows it’s possible to do something

For real, like, it can actually happen.

Even if I don’t know the engineering part.

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There are brilliant minds all over the planet
Ones that actually see the connections, see what can be done, know how to do it.

And maybe “what ifs…” are not enough
But maybe it is?
A start or a spark?

If this little pea brain can catch the idea, then some brilliant minds can see the way how

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If people fly all the time, then it’s possible to share the renewable resources that are all around us

To stop producing things which don’t break down (um, plastic, styrofoam, etc.)

Work (or if you prefer the word “jobs”) to create it, work to sustain & maintain it, and all the while in causing as little harm as possible to the land & critters who we share this place with

Work with the young
Work with the old

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And a quote from William Douglas Horden

“We benefit from what our environment produces; our environment must benefit from what we produce”

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Garlic planting.

Yesterday was the garlic planting at Earthly Mirth.

It had rained vigorously through the previous night
So the fields were quite muddy

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This photo was taken AFTER we scraped off our boots with hoes…

It was a chilly, breezy, and gorgeous day

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The field wasn’t quite a half acre
And by the end of the day we got it all planted

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Three varieties

I was able to video the horses working, putting in more furrows
But I’m not sure how to upload a video on my phone…


sometimes, you just gotta stay (y)inside.

yesterday

was a very tender day

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i don’t really know why

i could try to point my finger in a number of directions, trying to find the root cause…

Uranus opposition? Pluto square? transits, moon cycle, mid-life unraveling…?

but the truth is i don’t really know.

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all i know is that being alive felt very porous

and open to the world

thin-skinned.

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today was grand jury duty.

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and today i lied and called in sick because i just felt too tender to go and listen and see

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so i stayed home.

i stayed inside.

(the irony of lying regarding jury duty did not escape me)

i listened to the birds, and read, & meditated, made a phone call & wrote some emails trying to forward a project i’ve been working on since 2011, ate food, drank hot water, listened to the 3 saved astrology cd’s, baked muffins, and threw out all of my old journals.

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they were in a box marked to be burned in the case of death, so, why was i waiting?

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(blue flax is one of my favorite perennials)

today, a friend & shiatsu mentor since 1995 called – it was so nice to catch up.

and so nice to be able to tell her about the tender, raw-ness, & that she understood such things.

she gave her support for taking care of my Heart Protector, for the self-care i practiced today, & encouraged me to stay in Yin until i was ready to rise up again.

and while we are well into Spring, and while it’s the time of great rising energy

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well, sometimes, you just gotta stay (y)inside.

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and sometimes, you gotta write things that your friends say on your wrist.

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on one of the cd’s, my teacher said: you’ve got to share the pain out into the world to heal it.

which, quite honestly, feels really naked-making, but i get the feeling that she’s right.

and so, this.

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20 years ago, i moved to NYC to study shiatsu.

and while i don’t practice all that much any more, i am still learning about Heart Protector & Triple Heater.

but from the inside out, this time.

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i don’t honestly know where all of this is headed, how things will unfold.

it remains to be seen.

i feel patient, though.

i hope it will be of benefit

this time, this composting time…

i guess only time will tell.

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Blessings on music to speak what’s in my heart

i really like this song

and after an emotional day at work

my anchor, my elder, is getting ready to set sail

into her next journey

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my dear friend.

she really IS the best.

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i had to go to the store afterwards before heading home

and this was playing.

i just lost it

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such a beautiful song

i could listen to the last part over & over & over…

and i thank the stars for music –

it speaks what my heart wants to speak but my tongue can’t quite touch…

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Pickled peppers, anchors, & Blue Hubbard squash.

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Don’t wait.

if you wait, the pickled peppers might go bad.

if someone gives you a gift, open it

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use it

use it up

delight in each pepper

savor the spicy zing on the tongue.

before eating – offer thanks, gather blessings

imagine their garden

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the tending, the soil

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imagine the rain, the sun, and all the Elementals involved in the creation of a plant-being

a pepper

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imagine the hands that tended to this pepper plant

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these hands that you know

the one that you love

the one that gave you this jar of pickled peppers

because they know you love them

don’t wait to eat them

savor them

enjoy

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every Wednesday, i support the tending of a house & the people, the home of some Elders.

this job, these people

have been my anchors.

since 2009, every Wednesday

(barring retreats, visits to family, & the month i was out when i injured my back in 2012)

every Wednesday this place, these people have been my destination, my North Pole.

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from a string of boyfriends, through various places of living, & a number of farming situations

since 2009 they have been my one constant.

Anchor:  any device used in the manner of an anchor to hold a boat in place…. a reliable support…. a source of confidence that serves to hold an object firmly

yes

i need this

i am drifty

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finding love here & there – a place, a person, a job

so easy to fall in love

but these Elders, this place, on Wednesdays has held me tight

with gratidute

even when i want to leave, to run…

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but i stay.

i love them.

they love Blue Hubbard squash.

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the first year i farmed on my own it was a bumper crop for Winter squash.

hundreds of pounds

but no place to put them.

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so they let me put all of them in their upstairs bedroom

the great Blue Hubbard – easily over 25 pounds – sat like an emperor on a low table

waiting

this year i planted no Winter squash

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but found a Blue Hubbard and with the remembering of the pickled peppers

decided to not wait any longer to cook it up

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(well, part of it)

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big beauty.

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into soup

made to share

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don’t wait.

who are your anchors?

what would you want to say to the ones you appreciate?

who are the people that have made a difference in your life?

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what would you share with them if you allowed your heart to speak?

what would you want to let them know

if you let your heart speak it’s appreciations?

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don’t wait

do you have a dream in your heart?

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a longing that has been there forever?

a way of life you want to live?

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would you dare speak your heart to the one that causes it to beat a little faster?

even though you might feel like a prize fool after?

gather up your courage

and speak from your heart.

don’t wait.

open the jar of pickled peppers

make the soup from the Hubbard you’ve been saving

let The Ones know how your heart feels about them

and the ways they have shaped the life of your life.

don’t wait.

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Masonry stoves & breakfast for Belgians this morning.

there was a lot of snow last night, roads were sketchy

so instead of driving home, i stayed with my friends for the night.

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this is Nutella (her official name) – goes by mostly Neuzers or Nuey…  and lucky me she was on my lap

(kitties on the lap force a pause in craft-time)

i was working on a sweater

and happened to be sitting near the masonry stove.

a fabulous element of this home

warm, quiet, friendly.

there’s even an oven in it.

i mean, you can sit right up against it

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so brilliant

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it offers a soft heat, and uses way less wood than a traditional wood stove.

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in the morning i found myself leaning up against it and it was still hot after a fire was lit the night before.

amazing.

in the morning we set out to feed the horses before i left into the day

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Clare, Connor, & Sasha were standing near the watering holes where Sara turns off the solar electric fence.

that’s where i got to give them some apples

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Connor’s massive head munching his apple

Connor is Clare’s son, and he’s the largest one of the three

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terrible photo, but that’s Clare on the left

she’s an Ancient & such an amazing worker…

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another terrible shot, but that’s Sara with Clare.

Belgian Clydesdales are shorter & stockier than Clydesdales. 

i’m used to the Belgians, though

and find they are my favorite breed of horse

Sasha is a light horse and he seems so tiny since Belgians are what are “normal” in my mind, having spent so much time around them…

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Sara heading into the shed to get hay & grain – Sasha, Clare, & Connor following soon after

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Connor is so massive

and their coats are really shaggy & thick with the Winter

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Sara takes such good care of them

Clare gets extra grain & a supplement for her joints

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she also gets some extra hay to keep her weight up

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Connor munching his grain, Sasha waiting for his bowl

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while Clare eats her grain, Sara works on her hip & leg… connecting with her dear friend through touch.

they have a beautiful relationship, these two beautiful ladies…

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blessings.