My little sis has taken an interest in my green lifestyle lately and is adapting some of this style in her own life. Earlier this week she called me to ask me a few more questions about localharvest.org. She was asking most of the same question I asked when I first began to consider becoming part of a CSA. She wanted to know how much it cost. She wanted to know what the difference was between CSA and Co-Op. She wanted to know how it was all delivered... So, I told her what I knew, what I've learned and then I told her to talk to the farmers too.
A few days later she called again. She's been calling a lot lately. She barely called as a teenager. I enjoy the phone calls. She talks a lot sure, but I like that. Okay, sometimes having screaming kids in the background can make it difficult to have a long conversations with her, but when the kids are calm a phone conversation with her is quite enjoyable. Beside right now, certain things that she says... remind me of myself at that age. Not that I'm a hundred years older than her or anything, but there is an 8 year gap and in 8 years a lot can change.
I remember that. Right about the same age I began to call my older sisters a lot too. I just wanted intelligent people to talk to, people I loved and trusted that were willing to hear me out (vent) even if they didn't agree with what I said. As I grew older I realized friendships don't last forever , but sisterships do. So, I turned to my sisters for friendship.
Yesterday, my little sis called me again. This time the kids were calm. I was able to listen to her without my blood pressure going up because the kids couldn't keep quite or stop fighting or asking me questions or making a mess or jumping on furniture or.... I really don't have high blood pressure, but it feels like I do when the kids are crazy.
We spoke about a lot of things, including eating organic foods. We both have come to the same conclusion that organic milk has made our menstrual cycle much lighter and less painful. We are no scientist, but we both felt the difference when we began drinking it. Other than my husband, I had never told anyone before because I thought they would think I was full of hippie treehugging crap. He sort of did too. But then when I discovered my sister felt the same way I thought.... there has to be something to this theory. She was happy to know I felt the same.
What if organic milk does lighten our flow and reduce our pain? Does that mean that all those years I suffered a great deal of pain (dizziness, vomiting, bed ridden cramping) thanks to my menstrual cycle, could have been prevented. It's hard to really know. Like I said, I'm no scientist and I haven't found any studies on this, but it does make me wonder what else could the hormones and other chemicals in non-organic milk be doing to our bodies.
It's been raining all day. Earlier this morning, on my way out to put the trash in the large trash can and the recyclables into the recycle bin I noticed the blankets were weighing down my plants. They were soaking wet and I had to pull them off the plants right away before my rose bushes lost branches or were uprooted. And as I pull off the plants expecting the leaves to be yellow I see a bush full of pink rose in full bloom. I then proceed to pull of the blankets off the other roses and other plants. There too I see amazing things. Red roses, orange roses, green leaves....
Why can't growing vegetables be as easy as growing roses. I don't have to touch my roses and there they are coloring my world. Just another few weeks and I'll try all over again. This year I have to get it right. I just have to organize myself that's all. Maybe I should get up earlier in the day. I don't know what I'm going to do, but I'll get it.
It bites back. The temperature drops and it's going to last this way for several hours, days. My mother calls, tells me to tell my husband to cover the pipes, the plants, bring in the dog and make sure the kids and us are covered from head to toe. So... we do.
I'm tired of the cold. My hands and feet ache. My old house and old ac unit can't keep up. It stays cold downstairs as if the heater were never on and so we put on sweaters and socks, lie on the sofa covered in blankets watching TV or reading. Then when we go upstairs to bed and it's so hot we take everything off until the heater decides it wants to quit and we freeze at night. My heart goes out to those who must live in colder climates for longer periods of times. They must think we're wimps.
Right now my beautiful roses bushes, my little magnolia tree and a few other plants are covered in blankets. I didn't protect much this year. I'm concentrating on just keeping the kids and I warm. Besides, I know what will grow back. I didn't have much to cover either.
The squash? Oh yeah! That died around the beginning of December. With little to do in the garden (not that I would go outside right now) and no CSA during this season there I'm going to have to come up with something to share here. I scarily come around as it is...
I'm going to try again. I had to not very successful years of gardening. Maybe in 2011 I will have a break through. Maybe I will find a way to organize my life so that I have more time to garden. Maybe I'll set aside a few dollars a month to hire a professional gardner twice a year to help me along the year. In the mean time take a look at the rose that bloomed in my garden late December 2010 without me doing a thing.
The Rose Bush My Sister Gave Me
Isn't it amazing that something so beautiful can grow during the winter season? Sure my winter's down here in the south are no at all as cold as the ones in other parts of the world. I look forward to more garden delights like this.