Raku Cats and Amethyst, the Archaeology of Me

Lucid Gypsy:

Sue’s quote from Susan Sontag today, http://suejudd.com/2015/06/21/quotes-2-susan-sontag/#comment-14798 reminded me of a post from my beginnings. What will your personal archaeology consist of?

Originally posted on Lucid Gypsy:

Naturally I want to leave behind something wonderful that creates a perpetual image of an interesting woman of the third millennium AD. But what is there to me really, what makes me ‘me?’ I have watched documentaries about the spread of mankind around the planet, the long walk from Africa, and have often said that all people are African, but some are more African than others. Half of my genes are English and I stake a claim to those being of good Celtic stock. I feel a strong tie to this south western land of green hills, red sandstone and mellow climate, and feel that I’ve been here a long time. But I may have only arrived with the Norman Conquest, with the Vikings, or on a coach from Llandudno. My other half is from the West African Igbo tribe, but those borders were only laid down by the raiding Empires in…

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The Quotes Challenge Day Two

Aayusi has kindly nominated me for the Quotes Challenge, and in typical Lucid G style I’m late, but I am here!The idea is to post a favourite quote for three days and nominate three people to join in, so, day two.

Sometimes I come across a tree which seems like Buddha or Jesus: loving, compassionate, still, unambitious, enlightened, in eternal meditation, giving pleasure to a pilgrim, shade to a cow, berries to a bird, beauty to its surroundings, health to its neighbors, branches for the fire, leaves for the soil, asking nothing in return, in total harmony with the wind and the rain. How much can I learn from a tree? The tree is my church, the tree is my temple, the tree is my mantra, the tree is my poem and my prayer.

Satish Kumar

and the area where this wise and wonderful man lives.
Hartland

I’m not nominating, so if you’ve been wanting to join in, go for it!

Weekly Photo Challenge: Rainbow

Roy G Biv wants a rainbow, way up high, so do I!

Write about anything you’d like, but make sure that all seven colors of the rainbow — red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet — make an appearance in the post, either through word or image.

Here’s my gallery.

And a song I’ve always loved

If you would like to post or sing a rainbow, join in here at the Daily Post.

The Quotes Challenge Day One

Aayusi has kindly nominated me for the Quotes Challenge today! I hadn’t heard of it until then, but suddenly it’s everywhere. The idea is to post a favourite quote for three days and nominate three people to join in. Here is my Day One.

I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom. Then you will see what medicines they make, and where and when to apply them. That is the work. The only work.

Clarissa Pinkola Estes
Thank you again Aayusi!
I won’t choose anyone, but instead invite anyone who would like to join in to do so.

The Promise of Things to Come

A couple of years ago, after being on a waiting list for years, my friend acquired an allotment, ‘Lindy’s Lot’. Since then I have been helping to tend it whenever I can. I grew up knowing about growing plants, from digging and pulling weeds, along with some ‘not weeds’, with my granddad.
Lindy’s lot came with a mini orchard of old apple and pear trees, which have the makings of an abundant crop in a few months time.


Tonight I’ve been watering, I must have carried a hundred watering cans the length of the plot. A standard allotment measures ten rods, and the tap is out on the grass path. My arms and shoulders ache but the strawberries make it worth it.
There are many to come.

Hoping the birds won't get too many
Hoping the birds won’t get too many

I watered potatoes, onions, beetroot, cabbage, courgettes etc.


My favourite crop last year was the blackcurrants, they made fabulous blackcurrant jelly.

Promising a good crop
Promising a good crop

The raspberries have a long way to go.
rasps
But the blueberries are looking very good.bluebs

“The first supermarket supposedly appeared on the American landscape in 1946. That is not very long ago. Until then, where was all the food? Dear folks, the food was in homes, gardens, local fields, and forests. It was near kitchens, near tables, near bedsides. It was in the pantry, the cellar, the backyard.”
― Joel Salatin

This post was inspired by Tish, who has a very productive allotment and has Obsessive Compulsive Compost Disorder, and Rachel’s Facebook photos of her glorious veggie patch!

Come away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o

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