Sweetness On The Wind

Sweet box (Sarcococca) perfumes chilly winter air with tiny blossoms

Spring Cleaning A Little Early

Every day when I walk in my neighborhood, there are changes to notice. Here new buds are swelling on tree branches, there emerging snowdrops begin to open. All along the little pathway into our community, sweet box sends out wafts of vanilla scented perfume, a breath of spring to come. Birds are busy, though no bees have yet appeared (they aren’t stupid, those bees). For fellow gardeners who are eagerly looking forward to winter’s end, here’s a hopeful little countdown:

https://days.to/until/spring

Over the winter break, my grandkids and their parents moved to a more distant community, still close enough to visit but not close enough for the kids to come here after school or when they’re not feeling well and parent need to work. That’s going to take some getting used to for all of us, but to ease the transition, the kids will remain enrolled in their island school through June. That will make for a very long commute, so the whole family will be spending a midweek night a week at my house. My TINY house. Hmmm. The need to find room for four more sleeping spots sparked a refreshing round of early spring cleaning that left me rethinking some of the ways we’ve been using our limited space. While there aren’t a lot of options, there are definitely some things that can be shifted as we make room for this new pattern.

Releasing Old Habits

January is often a time for rethinking our lives, something that’s as useful as getting an annual physical and seeing the dentist. Whether we make formal behavior altering resolutions or not, an annual life review can be a valuable trigger for change and refreshment. However, it can feel discouraging when hoped-for changes don’t come easily. It was long held that it takes about three weeks of daily repetition before any new practice starts to feel normal. Recent research reveals that for most of us, it takes a lot longer than that; the average time needed to adopt a new habit is around 66 days and some of us require closer to a year before a change becomes second nature. Apparently creating a new habit is easier than getting past an old one, though creating a replacement habit (something that can serve the same purpose) can help.

That might mean starting a meal with a bowl of salad before serving the main entree, putting a little bowl full of smooth stones to fiddle with instead of plunking a bowl of snacks at our side, or as one of my neighbors is trying, singing a song instead of smoking a cigarette. (Lots of tuneful moments around here lately!) Whichever way we’re trying to shift, towards or away from something we’re used to, the bigger the change, the longer the adjustment period may be. Laying off the chocolate for a week may not be too tough, since recent news about all those heavy metal residues in chocolate might be a bit of a deterrent. Try quitting smoking after decades, like my striving neighbor, and see how painfully slowly the longing dissipates. And these are small things, really; try getting used to being a widow, or losing your job, or your home. Or your country. Or your culture. Adapting to changes like these require some serious effort, and it can feel fake or silly to try to be grateful in dark and dangerous circumstances. But. However. And yet.

Doing What Works

Support groups for addicts of various stripes have a common saying: “Addiction is finding something that works and not doing it.” It can be hard to tell if we are actually willing to change or not quite ready, but that saying captures the essence. If we are really ready to give up stuckness and despair, then we will really commit to working for change, personally and publicly. To truly change on a personal level, we need to alter our brains, because entrenched behaviors create neural pathways that require multiple exposures to a desired new way of being. Practice. Persistence. And more practice. For me, the worst addiction is to doom scrolling, getting caught up in the horrible daily direness and letting it take me down to the depths of despair. Ack! What is the good of that?

The world does NOT need any more depressed, anxious people and I don’t want to contribute to more negativity. Instead, I keep working on the practice of gratitude. You’d think it would come natural to humans, and maybe it does, but with so little cultural support, our natural gratitude can get lost under the load of woe and worry. To get myself out of that sorrowful rut, I learned to write down my gratitudes, to speak them out loud as I wash dishes, bake bread, make the bed. I speak gratitudes as I walk; Look at those clouds, thank you! Gorgeous effect of sunlight in mist, thank you. Love the bird, thank you. Awesome clean hot water, thank you. The you you thank may not be the same as mine but that doesn’t matter. Thanking does. Let us persist in gratefulness together.

Let’s Build A Brighter World

Every act is an act of hope, really. Sometimes doing the hard thing because it’s the right thing to do feels thankless, yet once it’s done, it often rewards us with a heartening sense of both gratitude and hope. Gratitude that we are willing to do what needs doing and hope that each time, we move the community, the culture, the country, the world a tiny bit further along the path towards the light. A friend recently spoke about an occasion when she was able to bring the beginning of reconciliation between a Sovereign Nation Tribe and a nearby community where unconscionable wrong had been done without repercussion for the wrongdoer. That kind of work is lengthy and complex, requiring a deep knowledge of human nature and a strong moral compass. While it isn’t given to most of us to change the world in big, sweeping ways, any of us may be called and able to work for positive change in our own small place in the world. Onward, right? And maybe upward too…

 

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When Weather Wins

A few stray blooms amid the snow and ice

Holidays Happen When They Happen

After a week of snowy gardens and icy roads, the rain comes as a very welcome relief. After stir crazy days of not being able to safely take a step outside without slipping, just walking peacefully in the gentle drizzle feels like a lovely luxury. Though various weather events once again prevented our family Solstice and Christmas celebrations, everything remains ready for the time when we actually do get together as a family. For now, there’s lots of gleaning to do, especially of firewood; broken branches are everywhere, even here in town. My tucked-away little neighborhood is littered with blow down from the recent wind storms, which also scattered fir cones by the thousands. The roof is not far away in a vintage mobile home, and the fir cone barrage just a few feet above our heads woke us up with a start each time the wild winds roared through.

As the ice melts off, the birds are thrilled to be able to find seeds and bugs again, tossing leaves and shreds of former flowers about as they hunt for tidbits. As I pulled out spent kale and broccoli plants, robins fluttered down to find sleepy worms left exposed by my uprooting. Usually I leave the greens a lot longer, but this year, the wild swings of temperature, drought and moisture left plants unusually vulnerable to pests. As I tugged up the tilting plants, whiteflies scattered like tiny snowflakes from the tattered foliage, which was already studded with eggs. Little flocks of chickadees were on it in a flash, hopping cheerfully about and gobbling down the pesky whiteflies with relish. To give the garden plot a rest, I’ll plant more herbs to make a pollinator patch that won’t offer whitefly or cabbage moths any support. Lavender and bee balm, chives and dill, cilantro and rosemary, catnip and catmint, thyme and basil are all beneficial for lots of pollinators and repellant to whitefly, besides being beautiful, fragrant and useful.

Vanilla Sweetgrass

I’m also making room to develop a patch of sweetgrass, which is or used to be native here, among many other places. I’m seeking starts to make a little colony which I’ll be able to share as the clumps spread. Native gatherers pull tufts from the outside of thriving clumps, a practice which has been shown to stimulate new growth in sweetgrass. That’s not too surprising, as it’s also a good way to get many types of clumping grasses and various ground cover plants to proliferate; tug off bits of New Zealand Brass Buttons or Creeping Jenny, etc. and replant them elsewhere, and the original plant will soon thicken up and spread once again, even as the new plantings do the same thing.

Once my sweetgrass patch settles in, I’ll be able to share starts with basketmakers from my Suquamish Tribal neighbors, who can put the silky strands to good use. That plot’s still in the dream stage but I’m enjoying clearing the way for a healing and useful crop by removing the weary and refreshing the soil with compost. I’m leaving mats of various oreganos in place, removing the excess bits that are tumbling into the pathway and planting them into street-side beds that are available to passersby as well as bees and bugs. The catmint can be divided too, again pulling off outside bits and resetting them a good three feet apart. Pulling up sodden lily stems, I found a generous handful of plump bulblets which were also tucked into new homes. Clumps of chives are also easily multiplied and dotted about where the blossoms will be appreciated by pollinators and people. I also planted some of the plumpest cloves from this year’s garlic harvest, as the bigger the clove, the larger the heads tend to be, and planting garlic around the Solstice is a long standing tradition in many places.

Tussie Mussie Making

For decades, I’ve searched my gardens at year’s end, hunting for surviving blossoms and buds. The recent ice and sleet reduced the number of candidates but as always, a few brave buds may be found in sheltered spots. When the supply is bountiful, it’s fun to make little tussie mussie bundles to share with neighbors and friends. When only a few oddments are available, as they are this year, I eke them out with colorful Liquidambar leaves which I find in profusion under melting snow piles. Dusky purple hydrangea leaves also make good backdrops, as do hardy geraniums gleaned from a nearby sheltered porch. A tiny rosebud, a last blossom of River Lily (Schizostylis), a lone calendula, a sprig of feverfew, all gain importance when nestled into a frill of kale or a velvety red maple leaf. I tie my little bundles with coppery strands of Pheasant Tail grass and leave them on porches, as they last much longer in the cool moist air outside.

This quiet pause as one year trickles away and a new one approaches has always been a favorite time of year for me, and not because of the holidays, really. Yes, the skies are low and grey, the days brief and dim, the nights long and dark, yet now the darkest hour is past. Each day is already a little longer, just a few seconds more at first, then minutes, stretching steadily into hours of warmth and daylight that contrast beautifully with this chilly grey stillness, woolly with clouds and fog. This contrast and many others are great fuel for gratitude, or so I find, more and more with each passing year. Onward, right?

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Solstice Snow & Holiday Baking

Hummingbirds are still feeding on the Fatsia

The Joys Of Discovery

As a child, I found snow enchanting. Overnight, everyday landscapes transformed into mysterious lumps and bumps, tree branches laden with a blanket of frosting, smooth and glossy. Walking in the hushed woods, the only sounds were the scrunching of my feet and the song and scrabble of busy birds and squirrels hunting for a meal. These days, snow is still beautiful to me, especially when it falls in fluffy, feathery clumps. The cats are mesmerized, staring out the windows and muttering ‘mrrt mrrt’ as the fat flakes fall. The neighborhood children are delighted too, especially our newest neighbors, 8 year old twin boys. They grew up in Venezuela, then the family was granted political asylum in the US and sent to Florida, where they found the rampant racism discouraging. Moving here this summer, the children never saw snow before. The chilly air is ringing with their delighted shouts and shrieks as they learn to make snowballs and sled down our icy (closed to traffic) street.

Since the power is still on, it’s the perfect day to do some holiday baking, especially since my family poll turned up five different requests for favorites. Shortbread rounds (plain for my daughter-in-love and double chocolate for my son), oatmeal chocolate chip for my grandson, soft molasses chewies for my granddaughter, and gingerbread cake with lemon glaze for my daughter. After years of making lumpy shortbreads, I discovered that thick cardboard towel tubes, cut to about 15 inches long and split lengthwise, keep the rolled and wrapped dough logs perfectly cylindrical. Just keep the tubes tightly closed with a couple of fat rubber bands and once chilled, the logs will slice easily. However, I still struggled to slice them precisely so they cook evenly until this morning, when I had a brain wave and stuck my knitting guide under the transparent cutting sheet. Thank you Susan Bates!

Making Holidays When We Can

I’m loving this bounteous bout of holiday baking, even though it’s doubtful that our family will be able to join us for our Solstice bonfire. This is the third year in a row that our holiday plans have been disrupted by weather and disease and it probably won’t be the last. Rather than pin hopes on a certain day or time, I’m learning to celebrate when we’re together, regardless of the date. For now, I’m filling the freezer with cookies, making space by finding all sorts of things that can be moved on by the transformational experience of composting. I’ve been hoarding wood for our Solstice bonfire, which offers another, emotional kind of transformation. Birch branches dropped by local trees and blown-down fir boughs have been drying in our little sunporch all summer, and I even shelled out a ridiculous amount of cash for a small bundle or actual chunks of wood, just to make sure the fire persists long enough to work its magic.

Now that we’re living in a mobile home park with tiny house lots, our usual grand bonfire is reduced to a little fire bowl, but fire is fire. The flames, of whatever size, can carry our hopes and wishes to the stars and consign anything we want to be done with to ashes. We will write or draw or paint our petitions on something flammable, paper or sheets of birch bark, usually, adding fragrant stalks, dried herbs, and flower petals to sweeten the deal and scent the flames. Watching a year of hope and worry go up in smoke is always satisfying, even if I don’t see much immediate evidence of efficacy. As a gardener, I think about the mystery of seeds, how some sprout quickly and others may take months or even years to appear, waiting until their required conditions are met and the time is right. We don’t always know what we sow or if or when it might sprout, but Gaia Mom never wastes anything. Onward, right?

 

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Backyard Compostables & Greenwashing

Some truly backyard-compostable containers

Really Compostable Cutlery

This afternoon I participated in a city-sponsored Backyard Composting Fair with my friend John Barutt, a Master Composter and research scientist who teaches composting classes all over Puget Sound. John and I have worked together managing the gardening and composting at the Bainbridge library for many years and it’s always fun to bounce ideas off one another. Today, we had a blast answering questions and retailing some of our craziest composting experiences. John captured (or maybe astounded) the audience by responding to a question about how to keep critters out of the compost by explaining that if there are mama rats nesting in your compost heap, that’s all natural and good. He says the droppings of small animals will break down very quickly and thoroughly in a good hot compost pile, and the rat burrows will aerate the heap as well. Umm.

I suggested using closed systems like tumblers and aerated bins with covers if pests are a problem. I also made my usual suggestion that few critters are seeking slurry, so if you puree kitchen scraps before adding them to your compost, nobody will be much interested in digging in after them. For some reason, this idea always makes people grimace and say they don’t want to put garbage in their food processor, but if you just scraped those scraps off your kitchen prep area or your plate, why not?

Brilliant Reuse of Coated Cups

So far, my top favorite recycling/composting idea of all time came from some of John’s composting friends who punch 1-inch holes in the bottom of hard-to-compost coated cups, then stack the cups into long tubes. These become air tubes for larger compost piles or bins that work until the pile heats up enough to degrade the tubes, at which point their job is done anyway. Adding air is always important for heating up and speeding up the composting process, and these cup-stack air tubes bring ample air deep into a pile. It’s just as easy to punch out the bottom of the cups before stacking, and cups can be reclaimed by the score at coffee shops, meetings, public events, parties, etc. Brilliant, right?

The fair was intended to introduce local businesses to a range of truly compostable products, from hot cups to takeout containers to birch forks and spoons. Local regulations will soon require businesses to charge 25 cents for the use of a paper or ceramic cup as well as takeout containers and some business owners are not happy at having to find new suppliers aand add another cost to food service. Some customers are not happy about carrying a cup everywhere either but are those really such big burdens? If we really want to reduce the amount of plastic waste we create, individually and collectively, food service supplies are a good place to start.

Better Backyard Compostables

Over the years, John and his scientist/composter buddies have experimented with how well or poorly commercial items that are marketed as compostable really fare in backyard systems, scientific research composting systems, and commercial composting facilities.Not too surprisingly, even among commercial composting facilities there’s a lot of variation in how successful they are at breaking down things like rigid forks and coated cups. Turns out that many supposedly compostable food cups, plates and utensils really aren’t, except in very specific, ideal circumstances.

I’ve also experimented quite a bit with my very ordinary backyard systems, which include a deep bin, a small tumbler, and a little passive brush pile. In my experience, coated cups and plates can go through at least a few seasons looking relatively unchanged, as do most plastic-like utensils. However, there are some kinds of each product that really do break down fairly quickly, especially utensils made of birch and other soft woods, and plates and containers made from puffy cardboard.

Soak & Shred

One key to quick backyard composting of such materials is to soak them before adding them to the compost heap. I stick soiled to-go boxes and used compostable bowls and plates in the sink when I’m doing dishes to give them a head start on breaking down. When they’re soggy, you can easily tear them into smaller pieces that offer microbes plenty of places to latch on and do their degrading work. Both faux-plastic and wooden utensils break down best if I toss them in a pan of hot, soapy water after a party event, just as you would soak reusable utensils. Even some of the wax coated products will break down fairly fast if you soak them first, then shred them. And the wooden ones? They basically break down just like sticks (right?). Onward!

Here are the makers of the best products we saw today:

Green Paper Products GreenPaperProducts.com

Eco Products Compostable Cutlery Kit With Compostable Wrapper
ecoproductsstore.com

Foodstiks Compostable Wood Cutlery     www.foodstiks.com

Birchware      www.birchware.com

 

 

 

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