Good-bye Green Waste
Apr. 6th, 2011 08:45 pmLuxury is mine for a mere $3.42 per month. My garbage service dropped off a big green wheeled container which I may fill with as much weeds and branches and plant trimmings as my little heart desires. I am ridiculously pleased with this. I feel I should compost it all myself, but I'm almost giddy at the idea of just chucking things in the spacious bin and sending them off for someone else to do it. I've already filled it to the brim. Spring is clearly arrived, yet I am impatient. A couple of days ago I dug up the clump of tubers that belongs to my fave dahlia. I can always pretend that this was so that I can divide the clump and have more, because that's exactly what I did, but the real truth is that I finally just had to go into the ground after it to see what sort of progress it was making.
I'm pretty sure I'm going to go all carpe diem on the Annie's Annuals Spring party. It makes a lot more sense just to order from them, but I'm excited about going on a road trip. I just hope it doesn't hail!
On Sunday, I had to pick up a tub from a town up the coast. Sure, all the towns here are coastal, but this town is coastal in the sense that tourists go there for its charming coastyness; it's the zip code of 90% of our doctors and dentists, and the view from the house where the tub had been delivered was spectacular. Perched right on the coastal bluff, it appeared as though we were floating over the ocean watching the surf crash against the rocks. I had loaded up all the kids with the idea of going for a hike and eating at the seaside cafe, and as we drove away from the house with the dramatic, crashy view, 10yo pointed out that even if we had a view like that, we would almost certainly begin to take it for granted. Wise words for a 10yo, but I think I would be willing to take a chance on becoming bored by such a vista.
Goodies in the mail for me. The 'sequel' to Three Cups of Tea for one.
empresspatti recommended Half the Sky to me, and I must second the recommendation. It was a powerful book, much better written than Three Cups of Tea whose message and story had to carry its sometimes awkward prose. I highly recommend both. The only little thing that niggled me is that the authors of HtS would condemn genital cutting of females (which some studies show reduces transmission of the AIDS virus) and immediately turn around and advocate it for men (based on equally shaky science) and also boys (which I cannot be more certain is completely unethical). It was fascinating how cultural attitudes toward female genital mutilation in its native lands are exactly the same as common American attitudes toward our own fave exercise in genital remodeling.
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I'm pretty sure I'm going to go all carpe diem on the Annie's Annuals Spring party. It makes a lot more sense just to order from them, but I'm excited about going on a road trip. I just hope it doesn't hail!
On Sunday, I had to pick up a tub from a town up the coast. Sure, all the towns here are coastal, but this town is coastal in the sense that tourists go there for its charming coastyness; it's the zip code of 90% of our doctors and dentists, and the view from the house where the tub had been delivered was spectacular. Perched right on the coastal bluff, it appeared as though we were floating over the ocean watching the surf crash against the rocks. I had loaded up all the kids with the idea of going for a hike and eating at the seaside cafe, and as we drove away from the house with the dramatic, crashy view, 10yo pointed out that even if we had a view like that, we would almost certainly begin to take it for granted. Wise words for a 10yo, but I think I would be willing to take a chance on becoming bored by such a vista.
Goodies in the mail for me. The 'sequel' to Three Cups of Tea for one.
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